sunday june

I climbed to the dome of the courthouse where the slave Dred Scott brought a suit against his owner. It is just a couple blocks down from the Hooters and TGIFridays. Rain dropped when we stepped outside, pelting us as we crossed the city streets. The Magnificent Arch shielded the wind for a moment. At the bottom of the the grand steps, there was our car parked on the old cobblestone street a few feet from the lapping Mississip.