That’s what Chrissie Hynde wrote in the early 80s about her home state in The Pretenders’ dismal song “My City Was Gone.”
The first time I heard that song in 1984, I had never been to Ohio. Of course, I had heard about all the bad stuff in the state. From an actual river on fire, the Cuyahoga, to the massacre at Kent State.
Little did I know that Ohio would become an ongoing destination for work. I can’t remember a time in the last 30 years in which I didn’t have at least one gig there every few months.
Now I’m back to visit my daughter who lives and works in this state. She lives in a place that Chrissie would like.
The lobby of my Ohio hotel where I stayed last night had this crafty little plaque on display. As I looked it over, I realized that I’ve been to almost every city listed. The ones I missed are now on my list.
En route, I passed through Gahanna for the first time. If all goes well, I will have had lunch there by the time you’re reading this post.
Then back to Missouri.
About the author: I am Stephen Kennedy, an experienced photographer with more than 2500 completed sessions in all 50 US states.