by Barbara Clarke | January 15, 2023
For more than a few years, desperate to leave California, I wondered what it would be like to move back to the Midwest. Maybe not St. Louis, since it had fallen on even harder times. I heard at my 50-year, high-school reunion that salvaging old bricks from condemned... 
by Barbara Clarke | January 1, 2023
A few weeks before Christmas, I drove Jack to St. Louis for his flight to visit old friends on Cape Cod where he’d lived for many years. A light snow started to fall while I loaded our truck with groceries, bakery goods, and fresh fish from the Delmar Market. Before I...