Wash U is near Forest Park. Bo took side streets to Forest Park Parkway, a long, winding tree-lined road that ran alongside Forest Park, one of the crown jewels of my city. The street, rimmed with orangish-yellow tungsten street lights, runs parallel to the MetroLink, which is our city’s version of a slow-speed public rail system. A train scooted by, carrying what looked like a bunch of St. Louis Cardinals fans dressed in red and white baseball shirts, probably coming from a game downtown. Forest Park was quiet tonight, barely visible over the tall walls that divided it from the MetroLink tracks. Then, suddenly, we were driving alongside an institution that looks like it was transplanted straight out of England.
Many out-of-towners who have never been to St. Louis before are taken aback b
