Fifty-three Feet Down
The Old-World gravestones seem like quaint relics and reminders of our industrial past, especially the dangerous nature of cement manufacturing and the routine expendability of cheap labor. A reminder of the too-often-forgotten underside of the American dream.
Searching for the City of Dust
Tourists speeding past on the nearby Great River Road (scenic Highway 79) that snaked along the perimeter of the cement plant had no idea that a town with a vibrant working-class history lay buried beneath the pavement.
Shantyboats and Roustabouts Available to Pre-order
My new book @lsupress is available to pre-order on their website and other online outlets. Here’s a brief timetable for the book’s countdown to release. After I receive the page proofs on August 6, I will have three weeks to compile the book’s index. The official release date is in the first week of December,…
Shantyboat River Fiddler
“The children love the old man. They become his friends in whatever cove he lands; in every floating village, he is ‘grandpa.’ He plays for them and tells them wonderful tales of the river—the great wonderful river which they live on but know little about.”
Iron Shackles & Old Rock Houses on the Mississippi River
To greet me were rusty remnants of iron shackles on the walls, reminders of slavery’s stain on America’s past and its ongoing legacies.