43 thoughts on ““I’m saying a prayer for the whole world, George.”

  1. Moving. I grew up in Nebraska in the same hazy era, not far from US Strategic Air Command HQ, wracked with guilt about our having dropped The Bomb (not once but twice, as if the point hadn’t been made clearly the first time). And loving Japanese pop culture, as it trickled across the Pacific to us (I had a Godzilla almost as large as I was at age 7). So sad that you are living with the echoes of that war (karma being a wheel just like a monster truck’s), like the Navaho who helped mine that uranium. The whole world needs a prayer, George, but the monsters aren’t big and green. Thank you for reminding us.Report

  2. I don’t know who this Maud is but, goddamnit, do we really need ANOTHER writer here who is so much better at this than me?Report

          1. Well that’s mighty nice of you Kazzy, but I can see that I am going to really have to be on my game to keep company with the League. Y’all are good at stuff.Report

  3. Growing up in WI, I remember the Radon scares, that radioactive gas seeping up into basements from the decaying uranium ever present in the soil in that part of the country. The only reason it was an issue was because we dug basements, so we’d have a place to shelter from a tornado. At least it was something that could be managed, if you knew it was there.Report

  4. This reminds me of the story in the Times magazine about how DuPont poisoned drinking water for decades with a substance that they knew was toxic and harmful.Report

  5. Absolutely awesome. Thank you.

    (I’ve told this story before, and now I have opportunity to tell it again. I was in 3rd or 4th grade when The Day After came out. I remember that my teacher told the class that we didn’t have to worry about this because it wouldn’t happen until *AFTER* the Rapture. We all felt a lot better, as I recall.)Report

  6. Maud Burke- my brilliant, brave, funny childhood best friend… How I loved all of the time we spent growing up in Florissant with you, all of the memories we made along that creek, in those micro-woods. I can’t put into words as eloquently as yours how proud of you I am. You continue to be my hero. Excellent work on this article. I pray for your continued health and wellness. God Bless.Report

  7. Hi Maud. Amazingly, I too playing in the same creek, and many more areas around Florissant: St. Ferdinand Park, Knights of Columbus Park, softball and soccer fields at the park near McDonnell Douglas where barrels were stored (I hated that park because there was no grass that would grow, and I would always choke on the blowing dirt [long before anyone knew WHY grass wouldn’t grow there!]), and many other areas along the Coldwater Creek Watershed. Interestingly, the area you mention, between the McDonalds and the Storage Center, was just a field when I was growing up. The creek was in a more natural state back then; there were no concreted creeks back then. The creeks were more fun to play in, and even more lethal! Back then, everyone played outside. Now, several in my family have various cancers, auto-immune diseases, etc. I’m still here ….Report

    1. I’ve lived in Florissant for the last 55 of my 61 1/2 years. I’m trying to place where that “micro-woods wedged between McDonald’s and a storage facility” is. Anyone care to help? Thanks. Great writing about such a sad subject, Maud.Report

          1. Awesome, that’s my old neighborhood. Ovarian, thyroid and pancreatic cancer diagnoses for me and my parents within less than 2 years. Yet we shouldn’t be alarmed and nobody near Westlake should be either, I’m sure! Makes me sick. Thank you so much for sharing your story! Your story is my story is his story is her story is our story.Report

  8. I believe this is an amalgamation of time periods. The storage facility was built much later, well into the late 90’s. The story refers to the wooded area between the 7/11 at the Shackelford intersection of Lindsay Lane, and the McDonalds–just before one gets to the Schunck’s at Shackelford and Mullanphy. This area backs up to the “explorers” neighborhood where all the streets are named Estes,Cortez, Ensenada, Francisca etc. The “woods” are barely there any longer.

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    1. Yes, Jake. That’s right. I thought about specifying that it was a field at that time and is now a storage facility, but I am a slave to momentum, wordwise. Thanks for time/space mapping it.Report

  9. Although I now live within a stones throw of cold-water creek I grew up in the 80s and 90s playing in maline creek. They both start off at the airport and run through north county just on opposite sides of hwy 270. I’m just wondering why one is getting exposure and the other is being ignored.
    I grew up in bellefontaine and the creek ran right behind my house. We almost got swallowed up by the floods of 93. My generation had video games but nothing like the systems they have today. We spent most of our time outdoors playing in the woods and also in the creek. People would tell us that it was nothing but a big sewer but we didn’t listen heck my generation didn’t have hand sanitizer or flu shots all we had was asprin and nyquil. Now that I’m older and wiser I would not let our kids play in either creek.
    I really appreciate this post and enjoyed it. North county is still a very nice place to live but I feel like we need to be educate more about all the toxic waste and chemicals that may be harmful to us and our children. We need to educate ourselves and others and come up with a solution to a problem the government and these municipalitys don’t want us to know aboutReport

  10. I too grew up in Florissant. I remember playing in that concrete creek… My Mother, Father and older Brother all died of cancer and I remember wondering after they died that there must be something behind this high rate of cancer in our family. Now I know…Report

  11. Maud,

    What a beautiful piece of writing on an ugly subject. I love your feathered hair-Farah Fawcett had nothing on you.Report

  12. Thank you for making the story personal and thought provoking. Grew up by Maline Creek and even in the late 70’s, city governments were taking about the problems. (worked for Jennings right out of college). And it is still a major problem. Sort of reminds me of the water in Flint, a very serious problem, but no action. So happy to be reading your work. Friend of Chris and Mike.Report

  13. Thank you for such a well written, enlightening article. I pray your health will improve dramatically. We lived on Lindsay Lane in Florissant for 30 years. My husband died 18 years ago from an astrocytoma brain tumor. I was diagnosed with a meningioma brain tumor 5 years ago. 93% of the tumor was removed and I was blessed that it was diagnosed benign. We have 2 grown children and 5 grandchildren and pray they will be spared any health issues from this tragic reality!Report

  14. I played on the banks of the creek in spots where it was still naturally meandering in Hazelwood, but was always afraid to get my feet in the water. Played in the concrete Coldwater Creek behind my babysitters house, where the boys would catch crawdads after the rain with coffee cans. That couldn’t have been good.Report

  15. Maud, Thank you so much for sharing. i am in Massachusetts right now (but spent some time growing up on the banks of Coldwater) as you know we are still trying to get U.S. to clean up Manhattan Project U-235, Radium, Radon, Thorium, U-238 and decay products. When a group of Japanese Buddhist monks (including my friend Nepashi, who I met in the Southwest) came to St. Louis I brought them to the fence line of one of the waste sites where we held a prayer vigil . . . . we then walked to Clayton, MO and held a vigil at what was then the Hq. of General Dynamics maker of the Trident Sub.

    I really like your style . . . my two colleagues (Ray and Kat) and I have a radio show in St. Louis on Sunday evenings at 6 PM Central Time . . . . on WGNU 920am if you feel like sharing (reading some of your work on the air) we would love to have you 314-880-0808
    http://www.wgnu920am.comReport

  16. I dont live in NC StL anymore and recently stumbled upon this information about Coldwater creek. Loved your story, took me right back to Catholic picnics and terry cloth shorts…except you forgot the Boonesfarm 🙂Report

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