I’m not from MO, so you don’t have to show me this for me to believe it. But I do like beer, brats and baseball … that ya better add BADGERS to this ! Anyway, Jim Merkel comes Up North so often — and writes about it — that he qualifies as a certified Chequamegon cheese head. I first met him when he walked into the newspaper with his book about a light house stuck out in the middle of nowhere on one of the Apostle Islands. Nobody lives out there. Nobody!
I’ve just begun work on a second edition of Beer, Brats, and Baseball: St. Louis Germans. Following the pattern set with Hoosiers and Scrubby Dutch: St. Louis’s South Side, Reedy Press decided against just printing more copies when the last run ran out. Instead, I’ll be adding new stories to the favorites in the first edition. It should be out this summer or early this fall.
Also set for a fall release: a coffee table book with the working title Unique Homes of St. Louis. Since last spring, I’ve been traveling the highways and byways hereabouts with photographer Mark Abeln looking for the strangest, oddest, most unusual houses around. My musings on those houses will fill the white spaces that don’t contain a picture. It should be a fun book.
I can’t wait for you to read both books.