Soulard Market in St. Louis, Missouri
The Historic Market
This Renaissance style building went up in 1921, but there have been farmers selling their produce, dairy and livestock on this land since it was just a meadow, in 1779. In the 1970's, there were no Yuppies or tourists shopping here.
The "Grand Hall" was bustling with local shoppers. The smells of nearby Anheuser-Busch brewery seemed to follow you right inside, where the aromas from the spice shop and the bakery mingled with the less cozy smells of the meat market and fish shop.
The Market Wings
We only found a few vendors in the 4 wings that quiet morning. There were no chickens in crates or grumpy farmers telling you not to touch. Mr. Simon seemed pretty pleased to see us when we wandered down his way!
He teased us into buying some veggies we had no use for on our road trip. "You need to buy some sugar cane!" he insisted when he heard we were from Sugar Land, Texas. We did.
But he wasn't lauging when he pointed out the faded photo, high on the brick wall. It was a reunion photo and you knew family meant a lot to him. His buddy Joe wasn't family, but you could tell he treated Mr. Simon like a dad as he lifted crates and hauled boxes and made it clear that Mr. S shouldn't be lifting.
Thanks, Mr. S!
To celebrate my birthday in April 2012, I decided to reflect on the past with a different kind of list. I've met a lot of people in my 55 years, but I'm going to stop and remind myself about the strangers I've met. These are people I met by accident, not through friends or work. For some reason, these strangers dropped into my life. Even though we may have only spent a few minutes together, these people have never been forgotten.
Each week, I'll spotlight someone I met in the past, who in some small way, made me stop and think.
Remember 55 Strangers