I took the wrong interstate exit once and landed in downtown East St Louis. It was like dropping a puppy into a box of starving fleas. Could not wait to get out of there. And that was forty years ago. Can’t imagine what it must be like now.
Can’t imagine what it must be like now.
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It’s still a small town with a disproportional amount of crime,
“I took the wrong interstate exit once and landed in downtown East St Louis. “
I was visiting a friend of mine from high school who had moved near there when his dad got transferred to Scott AFB. His dad took us on a tour of East St. Louis after a Cardinals game. He was a bird colonel, and he didn’t stop for one stop sign the entire tour. I think it was some kind of lesson on sloth and responsibility, or something...