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Historical June 1984 report or notice. Original dates, prices and contacts describe the source period; current availability has not been established.
I have lived in the Skinker-DeBaliviere neighborhood for exactly eighteen years. Unfortunately, during that time, I have been the occasional recipient, along with my neighbors, of tracts or flyers, telling me what was wrong with the neighborhood in which I chose to live and raise my family.
The people or groups who handed out the tracts, and indeed the tracts themselves, all had something in common.
The tracts were rarely truthful.
A little fact was always twisted in the apparent hope of exciting or stirring emotions.
The authors of the handouts never made themselves known.
No names, no titles, not a single way to identify the individual who authored the handout.
To assure that their identity would not be known, these masked authors caused their tracts to be delivered in the dark of night, when all would be asleep.
They can, in part, be compared to the masked night riders of one hundred years ago who rode when all were asleep. Those riders were called cowards. I think the comparison stands today. Somehow, as the tracts came, I was generally able to tolerate the general foolishness of the whole thing. Unfortunately, I have arrived at a point of my life called middle-age and I find that it is not as easy to tolerate foolishness. Which brings me to my point.
The other day, I received a new tract, bemoaning the closing of Des Peres. Nothing has changed. Let me explain.
We had a tract delivered that contained little truth.
There was no way to identify the author.
A group was named, but it has no relationship to our neighborhood.
It is located in the suburbs, has no listed telephone number, and uses a post office box number for an address.
Finally, to mask their identity, they had their stuff handed out by small children.
No leadership and no courage or conviction for this group. Like the rest, they prefer to hide, even behind small children.
My purpose in writing is not to debate our unknown author’s position on the closing of Des Peres.
If we could ever find out who she or he is, I would be glad to do so.
My reason for writing is simply to state that after eighteen years, I have become fed up with these night rider types. I want our self-proclaimed saviors, our masked suburban raiders who hide behind little children, to just go home.
If they must pester people, let them pester their own neighbors and not mine.
We do not need them.
We have not asked for them.
They offer nothing.
They only take away. —Calvin B. Stuart, Jr.
Originally published in The Times of Skinker-DeBaliviere, June 1984.
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