My interest in the Mississippi River goes back to fifth grade, when a remarkable teacher, Ruth Ferris, taught me, my classmates, and several generations of fifth graders about the river, and left us all with a deep appreciation of “The Strong Brown God.”
Back in the 1970s I was the photo editor of a small bi-weekly newspaper in St. Louis. Editorial meetings were informal affairs. No one was really in charge. We reached decisions about what to publish by consensus and then picked what we wanted to write about. For the issue on the Mississippi I wanted to photograph the train deck of the Eads Bridge. I had seen a Charles Guggenheim’s film, made for Laclede Gas, that took the viewer across the train deck, the inside of the great steel arch bridge. I wanted to go there. I called up Terminal Railroad, the owner of the bridge, made arrangements to do so, and made the first of a series of photographs of the structure of the bridge. I also made friends with the guardian of the bridge, who would let me down on the deck at will, something that would never be allowed today.
I published the first photographs of the bridge under the title, “Captain Eads’ Erector Set,” based on my husband’s observation of the photographs. Then I pulled the images together into a book, The Eads Bridge: Photographic Essay by Quinta Scott: Historical Appraisal by Howard S. Miller.
Today I put up a new web site, TheEadsBridge.com, in order to market images I made of the Eads Bridge for my book: I will be marketing them one at a time, putting up a new one every month or so. Visit over and over.