I was in St. Louis this past weekend when it was announced that Stan Musial had died at 92. The Cardinals stadium was just down the street and a crowd of people started going to the Musial statue near the stadium and continued coming - dropping off flowers and other items.
Many of the people who came never saw him play a game. They were too young. But they came anyway. Almost all never met the man personally. But they came anyway. It wasn't just about sports. It was also about a legacy of greatness. Stan WAS the Man in St. Louis.
What about our town? Who would cause such an outpouring? What would make us congregate in positive remberance of a life gone?
No answers (again), just questions.