Kansas City's population exploded between 1860 and 1900, and it was the people who lobbied for, invested in, and worked in the Kansas City livestock industry who deserve credit for making the city what it is today.
In 1932 a poem titled “Merry Christmas and Happy New Year” appeared in the newspaper, written by a local poet. The first stanza and the fourth read: Do you remember way back when / (Say, thirty, forty years) You never saw your sweetheart’s limbs / But judged her by her ears?
What’s the saying? One man’s trash is another’s treasure? Lucinda Adams recalls the day, five years ago, when she was led into a converted storage room in the old Kansas City Livestock Exchange building in the city’s West Bottoms.