I was so lonely so much of the time in New York, but I did enjoy doing things alone becuase I could give them my full attention. I visited museums, took walks, and explored without the component of discussing it. So when none of my friends took me up on another historical walking tour, I […]
Read More Brookside HistoryWe stood on the spot where the cemetery used to be. “He didn’t want to live next to a cemetery, so he had all the people dug up and moved.” Our tour guide read from a stapled stack of pages, researched by another Kansas City historian. Our tour was “Wicked Westport,” and it was, as […]
Read More Westport, Kansas City’s Wildest WestUP Blow it up, Professor Lowe. Blow it full, let it puff up, over the rim, higher than all walls, all churches, all hills Sulfuric acid and iron could make buoyancy as joyful as Mary Poppins’ ceiling tea party as goofy as Charlie, pre-burp, bobbing up, up, full of carbonation, pre-fan that will chop you […]
Read More Professor Thaddeus Lowe’s Hydrogen BalloonWe were reading a science fiction story in which the people do not eat real food, but only some kind of artificial goo. “That’s like what my cousin had,” a student said. “She was out of her mind and drank drain cleaner, so they had to feed her through a tube.” “Whoa,” I said. “That’s […]
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