A Blog detailing the beauty of St. Louis architecture and the buildup of residue-or character-that accumulates over the course of time.
A Blog detailing the beauty of St. Louis architecture and the buildup of residue-or character-that accumulates over the course of time.
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The first time I recall this hall was going down with a gaggle of relatives to meet the last of my three uncles who served in the War. This last uncle had served in the AAF flying in B-17s out of India and then China.
ReplyDeleteOf course, I barely remember it, as I was just over five. But I do recall how BIG it was (Hey - it was bigger than our MOP station in Kikrwood!). And My Goodness, the crowds! I don't know how many people were in the hall, of course - but suffice that it was seemingly totally filled - so that must have been thousands, all greeting returning servicemen.