Meet me in St. Louis

Father's Day weekend was a reunion of sorts for the BU crew... in St. Louis of all places. The momentous occasion was the wedding of Eleni to Brian -- after only about six years of dating. Meet me in St. Louis took on new meaning as we deftly navigated the byways of the gateway city to reunite with our esteemed college buds.

Alright, Keith, come down from there!

The arch was amazing. Six hundred thirty feet high, and six hundred thirty feet wide, it was taller than the Statue of Liberty and the Washington monument. The tram ride to the top of the arch, however, was a bit cramped for those of us who are claustrophobic -- and as Maria said, "There was a whole lot of down looking out the top." Much safer (although it required us to be quite limber) was the view from the ground looking UP.

Although it required us to be quite limber...the view from the ground looking UP.