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The oldest neighborhood in St. Louis is also one of its strangest. Today, Laclede's Landing is much quieter. Smaller. You can wander the cobblestone streets for stretches without seeing another pedestrian. A few restaurants remain. A wax museum still lures the curious. Empty warehouses wait patiently for another chance at life. But if these bricks could speak, they would tell several different stories. Mine included. The old and the new at Laclede's Landing The first time I c

I needed somewhere to take the kids. There had been a family tragedy. We did not end up at the Cahokia Mounds because I had a plan. Quite the opposite. We all needed to keep moving. Sitting at home felt impossible. Their grandmother - the kids call her Nana - is an educator. She came up with the idea of going to Cahokia, saying they needed enrichment. Looking back, I suspect she needed to be with her grandchildren as much as they needed to be with her. We simply climbed into