Over the kitchen table at Brother Mark’s, I asked if he had any alcohol wipes she could use at The Arch in the morning. Louis to catch a plane back home to Ohio. It was time to get Curator Jessica up to St. I came very close to convincing Friend Jan to do The Lick, but she remembered who she was with at the last minute and backed out. (Click on the photos to make them larger.) Friend Jan almost bit She had been around the Steinhoffs long enough to be inoculated against that kind of foolishness. I tried that at Christmas in in 2000 when Son Matt’s newly-minted wife Sarah joined us at Brother Mark’s for a Christmas celebration.
I elaborate that in the summertime, entrepreneurs sell alcohol wipes to the germphobes and in the wintertime they sell cups of hot chocolate to chug so your tongue doesn’t stick to the frigid stainless steel. Louis that it is a tradition that first-timer visitors have to lick the arch.
