Easter hoodlums in St. Louis in the 1950s
ALAN writes:
As my thoughts amble back down Memory lane, over the Easter Sundays of yesteryear, my most precious remembrances are those day-dreamy St. Louis Easter Sundays.
Always balmy, warm, windless…..folks walked to and from church.
After Easter Sunday services everybody joined the Easter parade. We’d promenade through Forest Park, Shaw’s Garden, and along Kingshighway.
The ladies done from head to toe in fashionable “hobble skirt” creations of the era strutted alongside their escorts, arms linked, smiling their prettiest, bowing to this one and that one….
The promenades reeked of elegance. Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief brushed elbows in the Easter promenade, disguised by Easter finery, inspired by the scent of new grass, lilac and magnolia blossoms….”
— Madeline Dahl Nagle, “A St. Louis Easter Back Then,” Letter to the Editor, St. Louis Post-Dispatch, March 25, 1951
I can’t remember scenes like those from a hundred years ago, when I imagine many such people found themselves “in the rotogravure” in the big weekend newspapers. But I can remember Easter Sundays in the 1950s.
In March 1956, my mother took me to see the Easter Seals Parade on Washington Avenue in downtown St. Louis. It was held on National Crippled Children’s Day and included floats decorated with an Easter Lily floral theme. Members of clubs, schools, and scout groups marched in the parade along with thousands of American service men.
On Easter Sunday that year, my mother took this color slide, as I stood in the back yard of Aunt Leona and Uncle Gus’s home in southwest St. Louis. Read More »