My father & I were fortunate enough to have my Aunt Judy join us in St. Louis for the two days we visited the city, and with her we went up into the famous arch and of course watched the ball game. We actually had to make two trips to the arch; the first day it was too crowded to take a ride to the top before the game, so we went back Sunday morning in the dreary weather. During the baseball game we were thoroughly entertained by a family sitting in front of us, who had a child we dubbed "the Changling". This child was possessed by something otherwordly, and we were fascinated by him. It may be one of those, you-had-to-be-there moments, but I took many pictures of him, and the most character lending are seen below.
Note: No flag for 2004!
The Changeling!!
The changeling in another form at our RV park...
Pa and his sis being silly!
Back to the arch...
View from the top!
My main man, Tommy Jefferson
Our little egg we took to the top
The architect designing the arch with his men.
And finally, on our way to Kansas City, we found this little gem.