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Cape Central High Photos

Ken Steinhoff, Cape Girardeau Central High School Class of 1965, was a photographer for The Tiger and The Girardot, and was on the staff of The Capaha Arrow and The Sagamore at Southeast Missouri State University. He worked as a photographer / reporter (among other things) at The Jackson Pioneer and The Southeast Missourian.

Come here to see photos and read stories (mostly true) about coming of age in Southeast Missouri in the 1960s.

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Down by the Riverside

Today was too pretty a day not to jump on the bike. I had some great conversations along the way that are going to turn into some interesting stories.

Few of my bike rides don’t end up without a stop at the Mississippi River. Even if you aren’t moved by the power of the river, it’s a great spot for people watching.

I encountered an elderly trio watching a northbound tow. The two women were eager to get shopping, but the man was comfortable watching the string of barges go by. When I asked where they were from, they gave the name of a small town not far from Cape.

Too lazy to steal

“I went to school with a boy from there” and told them his name. For reasons soon to be obvious, it’s best if I don’t mention the town or the friend.

“He grew up next to us. I’ve known him since he was this high,” the man said, with a gesture. “He was so lazy his mother had to mow the lawn.”

“Sounds like my buddy, all right. We always thought he was too lazy to steal, but he became a lawyer and proved us wrong,” I said.

Not reading Huck Finn

My eye was drawn to Race Bradley who was reading a book on his Barnes and Noble NOOK eBook Reader. Race ought to sell them because he gave a lot of good arguments for his WiFi version.

  • Inexpensive compared to the Kindle or iPad
  • Great visibility in bright sunlight.
  • Even though he has good eyesight, enlarging the font makes the book easier to read.
  • Expandable storage capacity.

I was disappointed to find out that he wasn’t reading Mark Twain.

Music along the Mississippi

When I first spotted Daniel Atwood, he was all alone strumming his guitar, with his feet almost in the wake splashed up by the huge tow. Before long, he was joined by some of his friends.

Daniel is a musical free spirit who said he had played in some bands, but wasn’t looking for conventional commercial or monetary success. “I live to play,” he said. He doesn’t even need an audience:  he likes the impermanent nature of live music. “It’s here, then it’s gone.”

You SAW Pete Seeger?

The group seemed a little cool to this interloper until I mentioned that I had shot Pete Seeger in 1977. “You SAW Pete Seeger?” one of the guys said, reaching out his hand.

“Yep, go to my Cape website, enter Pete Seeger as a search term and you’ll see him playing in White Springs, FL. If you go to my bike site and search for Peter, Paul and Mary, you’ll see them playing Ohio University the day after Martin Luther King was shot.

After that, we had a great discussion about a variety of musicians and types of music. I really enjoyed my hour on the riverfront.

Reminded me of Amy Murphy

The afternoon reminded me a bit of meeting aspiring actor Amy Murphy last year at this time. I’m still waiting for her to become famous.

7 comments to Down by the Riverside

  • Keith Slinkard

    Great story about Americana. No better place than Cape!!

  • Sondra Cook

    This is my absolute favorite place in Cape. Unfortunately when we were there for the ’60s reunion last summer, the flood gate was closed and I missed my Mississippi.

  • Ginny Bellamy

    I just came home from the ’60 Reunion and also couldn’t resist a few shots of the bridge at sunset and the river. Nowhere else quite like Cape.

  • This is my absolute favorite place in Cape and go and visit, I go there every time I am in town. The River still has that power to draw people to it for peace and reflection.
    I the days before air-conditioning my mom and Dad would always end the ride at the river. I would be eating an ice cream cone from the Sani Cream on Independence and be hoping a big tug would pass and maybe, just maybe blow his horn!
    Those were pretty good days…

  • Joe Whitright-class of '45

    The river was so much nicer to visit before flood wall days but I’m sure they don’t miss the floods on main street now that it’s there!I used to sell papers on the passenger boats that tied up at the foot of Broadway; sometimes as many as three on a Sunday.
    Joe

  • June D. Hardwick Bolen

    I lived a couple blocks from the Old Mississippi on Mason Street. I remember the days before the flood wall when the River would overflow and they would build a bridge over the water and we sat on the bridge and told scarey stories. What fund we had.

  • Ducted air cooling can be a component on the past

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