The Steamboat Arabia

Arabia Headed Upriver

The Arabia was a side wheeler steamboat that sank in the Missouri River, on September 5, 1856, when it was gored by a submerged tree snag. The ship sank quickly, without loss of life, except for a mule that had been forgotten and left tied up. It was rediscovered in 1988 by local treasure hunters, an HVAC guy, his sons and some of their friends, near Kansas City. In the 130 years since its sinking the river has shifted, and the boat was found half-a-mile from its present-day course, beneath forty-five feet of mud, under a farmer’s field. The farmer gave permission to dig up his field, provided that they were done in time for spring planting. Over the course of one winter the wreck of the Arabia was excavated. Much of its 200-ton cargo was recovered. The following eyewitness account of the sinking was given by a Mr. Able D. Kirk:

“We embarked on the boat in Saint Louis and had been on the water about ten days. The boat was heavily loaded with freight but did not have a large number of passengers. One evening when many of the passengers were at supper the boat struck a snag. We felt the shock and at once the boat started sinking. There was a wild scene on board. The boat went down till the water came over the deck and the boat keeled over on one side. The chairs and stools were tumbled about and many of the children nearly fell into the water. Several of the men on board seized the lifeboat and started for the shore, but they came back and the women and children were put in the boat. They called for a small man to go with the boat and I was small and got on board. The river bank at the point were we landed had been carving off and was very steep. I climbed out and pulled the women ashore. Horses and wagons came down from Parkville and took us to the hotel for that night. Many of the trunks and valises were taken off the boat and stacked up in the woods near the river. That night they were broken open by thieves, and all the valuables were taken out. We were taken on the steamboat, James H. Lucus, and when we went aboard all that could by seen of the Arabia was the top of the pilot house. That sank out-of-sight in a short time.”


The recovered cargo fills a museum now. The ship was like a veritable floating Walmart of its day, full of every kind of trade good one could imagine. All bound for the western frontier. The amateur treasure hunters knew nothing about the recovery and care of the many items found. It was learned on the job. Word has it that the museum will be closing in November, a victim of parking or rather the lack thereof. There is talk of relocating, but no decisions have been made.

Rubber Boot Sole, Goodyear’s Brothers, Naugatuck, Connecticut, 1855

The License Plate Game

Photo by Jakob Gausvik-Tvedt on Unsplash

When we travel, we like to play the license plate game, where we eye the passing cars looking for all fifty states. That is a game that we can play together. Yesterday, I played a different version, by myself. It was time to renew the car’s plates, and I began the scavenger hunt that is that process. It is easier now than it once was. I get a postcard that lists the items that I need to assemble. Number one, as always, is the state inspection. In the past, when we were poorer and our cars were older, we needed to get a safety inspection. Then sometime along the way an emission’s inspection was added. Our present vehicle is relatively new, no longer Uber new, but only recently paid off.  This year, I did not need the safety inspection, but I still needed the emissions one. I think that they only check the car’s computer for codes on that one. Anyway, my need to relicense the RAV4 coincided with a call from the dealer on the occasion of the car’s 70K mile checkup. So, I made an appointment. I had paid off its loan, and I want it to last.

It did not begin well. Alex, the clerk that I was assigned could not get his computer to work. He eventually handed me off to another, who got me checked in. On the way up to the waiting room, I walked through the show room and spied a new Toyota Corolla Crossover. Almost as big as the RAV4, but cheaper. The waiting room was packed. It was going to be a while. Fast forward three hours and the room had almost cleared out. It was pretty much empty, except for me and a grandma, who had by then fallen asleep with her knitting. Maybe they had forgotten about me and gone to lunch? Which they had, leaving one lone rather harried clerk. As I was waiting for him to get off the phone a mechanic dropped off my paperwork. I was soon on my way, but when I started the car, the gas engine ran rough and the car shook. It had not been like that. I took it back and the guy who had worked on the car quickly diagnosed the problem and set about remedying it. Part of the 70K checkup included a cleaning of the piston rings and valves. This involves spraying the cleaning fluid into the air intake. Sometimes this liquid pools and that was what was causing the problem. When I left the second time, after $666, everything was running fine. Everything is fine!

But wait there is more. I still needed to get my new license plate tabs, so a trip to the DMV was in order. Here in Misery, that is called the department of revenue, because it is really all about the money. I could have done this online, but it would have been good for one year. Meaning I would have to do this all over again then. An hour’s wait later, I left with my ’27 tabs.

Cream in Your Coffee?

Prince’s Plume

Missouri Attorney General Andrew Bailey (R) has filed a lawsuit against Starbucks, claiming the coffee chain has violated anti-discrimination laws. He alleges that their initiatives promoting diversity, equity, and inclusion (DEI) amount to unlawful discrimination. The filing asserts that Starbucks’ workforce has become “more female and less white.” Reaction to his suit came from the legislature, when it was followed by his request for a $2M funding increase. Bailey got pushback from both sides of the aisle. Republicans questioned the need for a $2M budget bump when he underspent the previous year’s budget by $2M. Democrats took aim at his Starbucks suit. Rep. Raychel Proudie (D) of Ferguson asked, “I’m just curious if white-served coffee tastes a little bit better because if it does, I’m happy to have some.” The truth is that Bailey is just showboating, by launching frivolous lawsuits to garner favorable publicity with the Republican base to further his career. Just like the previous state attorney general, now US Senator Eric Schmitt (R) did.

Declaring Victory—Then Going Home

RAV4 Hybrid Limited

In Missouri, what is known as the DMV everywhere else, is called the Department of Revenue. Because folks, let us face it, it is really all about the money. I have lived in Missouri for forty-three years and one of this state’s least desirable aspects has been its auto license plate renewal process. In the beginning, every year, for each vehicle that we owned and since we never had cars that were purchased in the same calendar month, at different times of the year, I had to undergo the state mandated procedure for renewing our auto registration. Now, they allow two-year registrations, but only for an additional “convenience” fee.

This process begins with a paper chase for all the bits of documentation that are required to get new tags and woe to that supplicant who neglected to accumulate them all. Your reward for such negligence was to be turned away empty handed, after having waited for a seeming eternity at the Department of Revenue office. Also, in the beginning most of these offices were patronage affairs. Each new governor would select the private citizen who would run each office, for a fee.

This fee was added to the normal renewal fee, but they were both preceded by other taxes and fees. There was the Personal Property Tax, which is akin to real-estate property taxes, which we also pay, but separately. You needed to save the receipt for this tax, because it will be one of the chits of paper that you need to have to renew your car next time. You also needed to have “proof of financial responsibility.” Otherwise known as an insurance ID card. Finally, in addition to the renewal form, you needed to have forms that show that your vehicle has recently passed both a safety and an emissions test.

For late model cars such as ours, these tests are often waived. This year I did not need a safety test, but I was required to have an emissions test. In the past this would mean queuing up at a special county run emissions testing station. Where hoses would be attached to the tailpipes and the amount of exhaust and its individual polluting components were measured. They do not do that anymore. Emissions test now can be performed by your local auto shop, where they simply check the car’s computer for codes.

For older cars the safety test can be quite a hurdle. Basically, you are asking a mechanic to look for work and then demand that it be performed or else. This was often the most expensive aspect of getting new tags. It became such a problem that thieves would steal the new tags. These tags were originally placed in a corner of the plate, but thieves would simply take tinsnips and cutoff that corner. They now affix these tags to the center of the plate.

This year, after forty-three fricking years they now have online plate renewal. I still need all the same chits of paper, but now they are all online. I navigated the same-old, same-old process, but this time without having to go to a Department of Revenue office. I printed a new temporary registration form and now await the new tags by mail. Cross your fingers, because this is still Missouri.