Friends, to me for years St. Louis represented a city of fear... humiliation... misery and terror... A city where in the eyes of the white man a Negro should know his place and had better stay in it.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The hate directed against the colored people here in St. Louis has always given me a sad feeling because when I was a little girl I remember the horror of the East St. Louis race riot.
I think the preponderant opinion clearly was that St. Louis could be a great football city if it had a team of its own that they could really root for.
You know, the sad thing of post-9/11, which was of course horrific, was that the city in which I felt completely at home for two decades, suddenly people like us - brown people - were looked at as the 'Others.'
St. Louis has always been special to me.
It's obvious that St. Louis has certain advantages compared to other cities: namely, a concentration of financial services.
I wanted to write a novel that would make others feel the history: the pain and fear that black people have had to live through in order to endure.
During my childhood, Washington was a segregated city, and I lived in the midst of a poor black neighborhood. Life on the streets was often perilous. Indoor reading was my refuge, and twice a week, I made the hazardous bicycle trek to the central library at Seventh and K streets to stock up on supplies.
You know what, I had 11 great years with St. Louis. My gosh, those are the best years of my life. And I will never, ever forget that.
I have no hesitation to say that St. Louis is a great place in which to live and work.
St. Louis is a good example of a vibrant city. Having stayed in a hotel in 2011 overlooking Cardinals stadium when they won the World Series, their fans definitely show up loud and proud.