Left Bank Books, St. Louis

October 1st, 2006

I just had a lovely reunion with my old college pal Kathleen Finneran, who I haven’t had any contact with for the past 27 years. I recently found out she’d written a memoir, The Tender Land, and read it in preparation for our visit. It’s a remarkable book, one of the most moving things I’ve ever read. You should go get it this moment.

Anyhow, it was delightful to find myself hanging out with her again, all these years later. We pretty much just picked up the conversation where we’d left off. While she drove me around St. Louis and I did my laundry at her sister’s house in the suburbs. Here we are with Kris Kleindienst at Left Bank Books.

(Me, Kathleen, Kris.) And here’s a portion of the lovely audience at Left Bank Books.

What a great bookstore. I’m very glad I finally got to come to it. And to St. Louis, where I’d never been before. After my reading, Kathleen and some friends and bookstore people took me to visit a local oddity, the City Museum. I can’t really describe it. It’s sort of like a cross between an art installation and a fun house. It was filled with people climbing on all these bizarre structures, sitting around a campfire outside, sliding down tubes and crawling through tunnels. Someone apparently got stuck in one while we were there—the fire department had to come to the rescue.

Here I am next to the giant underpants. Over them is a Latin inscription, Semper ubi sub ubi. Can you translate?