In the heat of the Northern Hemisphere summer, and particularly the Midwest humidity, I want to call attention to this situation from last week. In the 108 degree record-breaking heat, the men and women in this un-air conditioned Medium Security jail, or Workhouse (as it’s commonly called) were caught on camera calling for help.
After a jaunt back to my folks and some weekends being a Rennie, I am back to once again, Share My World! This is a weekly challenge hosted by Cee, and I encourage you to check out other world’s! How often are we truly let into them, eh?
What is something that people are obsessed with but you just don’t get the point of?
If we were having coffee, I would tell you about my visit to St. Louis. It was full and good, full of our favorite things. The Wee One got reacquainted with her grandparents, and she had a ball with them. It was good to be with my folks, and we binge-watched Justified because I wasn’t able to watch it when the baby was younger.
This a just a list of a few things that stand out to me as different. Not wrong or bad, just things I’m not used to as a Midwesterner.
For the first time in my life, I’m living outside of Missouri and I am surprised to find these 10 things I miss about my home state. I’m not talking about things like my friends or family, because that’s obvious, but things I completely didn’t expect. These are not in any particular order:
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “We Built This City.”
I have lived my whole life in Missouri, mostly in or around St. Louis. I’ve talked about this before, mostly about being “accidentally in a Cardinal nation.” One of the things I love most about St. Louis is a game I call “Six Degrees of St. Louis.”
You know I work with homeless addicts. Sometimes the work is frustrating, or funny, or heartwarming, but one day last week it was truly harrowing: One of our clients was detoxing from heroin.