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Remembering Colin Murphy – Activist, LGBTQ Journalist and Friend | St. Louis

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click to enlarge COURTESY COLIN LOVETT #Boom Magazine co-founders Colin Murphy, left, and Colin Lovett.
Together, Colin Lovett and Colin Murphy co-founded St. Louis’ #Boom Magazine in 2014. After Murphy died on Thursday, February 22, Lovett shared this Q&A about his memories of his best friend and co-owner.
How/when did you become aware of Murphy, and how/when did you begin working together?
Colin Murphy and I met on the bus to the National Equality March in 2009. President Obama had recently been elected and I was a fired-up 20something looking to get involved — the Military’s Don’t Ask Don’t Tell policy was still in effect, marriage bans were still in place despite progress being made in some places, and I had no idea of where to start to jump in the fight. I came across one of Ed Reggi’s posts about putting a bus trip together to Washington, D.C., for the National Equality March in 2009. The bus was already full by the time I reached out, so I offered to sit on the floor if I could just be part of it. Somewhere between St. Louis and D.C., Murphy and I started chatting on a bathroom/smoke break. We were both interested in politics, and with him having supported Hillary, and me Obama, a major friendship, business partnership, and brotherhood all started with friendly political chatter on a cross-country bus trip to hold Obama accountable to his promises.
The March in D.C. supercharged me, and I started getting involved in everything I could. Ed and his husband Scott were organizing marriage buses to Iowa, so I offered to tag along and help however I could — taking pictures and lending a hand. I wanted to help and be part of the movement however I could. The bus trip I tagged along for was the one that Colin Murphy and his husband Kurt got married on; it was an honor to be there with them and all the other couples that day in Iowa; it felt liberating that we were crossing state lines to marry folks that couldn’t otherwise get married in Missouri. After the marriage bus, I started showing up at all the other things around town I could find. Murphy was at most of them, covering them for Vital Voice (and just to be part of the action too). He eventually brought me into Vital Voice. I started by selling ads, which I did for a time, and eventually became a photographer and occasionally wrote a few articles.
Between the proximity to Vital Voice combined with the other areas, people and organizations within the LGBT community I was trying to connect … Murphy and I just wound up being in the same spaces naturally — trying to do our part for the community. I joined the Pride St. Louis Board sometime around then, and not long after helped plan the inaugural St. Louis Harvey Milk March. Through that effort, I learned that we had an LGBT Community Center — soon after, me, Murphy, Jordan Braxton and others started planning to join the board and move the center to what’s now known as the Grove. We (with a whole lot of other volunteers and leaders) ran the St. Louis LGBT Center version 3.0 for a few years until 2013, when we stepped off the board to pursue other projects.
After several events for both Murphy, myself, and others in the community, a reprimand from our mutual employer over something that now feels insignificant ultimately led to Murphy and I starting #Boom. For most of his journalism career up until this point, he’d had a boss who had the final say; with #Boom, we operated on a 50/50 partnership — he brought the journalism, I brought the business. I think one of the most important factors about #Boom was that he was finally able to operate at the top of his license, and being an owner and co-founder, could finally shape an LGBTQ+ journalism publication the way he knew it needed to be done.
The rest, as they say, is history. Our working relationship is very well-documented by manner of everything that is published on #Boom’s website, SmugMug and social media accounts. He wrote almost all the words; I shot and edited almost all the photography (and Kurt was all the underlying technology and a huge part of the business). Owning a business together, especially one that covered the stories of the St. Louis LGBTQ+ community, was very much like sharing a child: It needed constant attention and time, which we were always happy to provide, as we were so incredibly proud of what we were doing. At times we were amazed at what a $5 copy-shop press pass got us into. But we did the work, and in some cases, interviewed big names, broke national news, and had a strong local, regional, and international following, all stemming from the thought that competition in journalism, AND doing journalism the right way — with integrity – made it and the community stronger.
click to enlarge COURTESY OF COLIN LOVETT “The Colins” — Lovett, left, and Murphy, right, were a familiar presence in St. Louis.
What are some of your favorite memories with Colin Murphy?
There are so many, but here are a few of the best or most interesting, in addition to my favorites….
The bus ride to DC for the National Equality March in 2009 — Cleve Jones organized it; we later got to meet him when he was the grand marshal for the St. Louis Pride Parade — a very full-circle experience, given the direct link to Harvey Milk (I attribute his biopic as the catalyst for my involvement in community activism and politics).
Getting to be at Murphy and Kurt’s wedding in Iowa — it was an act of civil disobedience, but also an incredible testament of love winning. I got to be with them both when the Windsor and Obergefell Supreme Court decisions happened, codifying their marriage, and making it legal.
Co-running the LGBT Center of St. Louis — I was president of the Board, and he was secretary. That entire team was amazing, and that LGBT Center saved lives. I continue to be proud of the work that everyone who was part of it did on behalf of the community.
Photographing the first-ever rainbow illumination of the St. Louis Civil Courthouse on foot several nights before Pride.
Pushing him off the ledge and starting #Boom. It was exhilarating to start a competitor of the only LGBTQ+ publication in region — navigating the birth of a company and the start of something that the community loved and followed, and played a role in documenting LGBTQ+ stories and history.
Driving all day and all night for there-and-back trips to the Iowa Caucuses. It tested what our press-passes got us into; turns out when you call out Bernie’s campaign for not letting LGBT press into the event, mountains move and suddenly there’s a seat that opens for you.
All of the various events we covered together — from historic law changes, political marches and protests, to vigils and ceremonies, to the many various pride fests, to sporting events and LGBT rodeos and Gay Games, to music concerts and festivals, Comicon events, to drag pageants and leather contests, to bar events and just general out and about pictures of the community.
Seeing the many accomplishments and recognition we received from an idea that started in my living room – city, state, and county proclamations from Missouri and Illinois about being a benefit to the local LGBTQ+ community; random strangers that have heard of #Boom unprompted; the fact that we were read on all seven continents with amazing viewership – it felt like what we did mattered, and would be remembered in history.
Being “The Colins.” There was an organic way we had of introducing ourselves and gaining some name ID. The Colins became a brand synonymous with #Boom and the work that we did. Sometimes folks would confuse the two of us, thinking I did something that was his or vice versa. It added a layer of uniqueness to our already strong friendship that made it that much more special.
Mostly, though, it was all the little things. Something would happen and we’d get on the phone about it — in politics or our personal lives — the back and forth; the challenging and support of each other. The creative process and taking an idea into something we did in the community. All the stuff that despite how public we were about things, no one ever saw — that’s where the best stuff was. We were there at each other’s weddings; the birth of my daughter; the death of his husband. Through thick and thin.
click to enlarge COURTESY OF COLIN LOVETT Colin Murphy with his beloved spouse Kurt, who died during the pandemic.
What impact has he had on your life, personally and professionally?
I would not be who or where I am, in every aspect, had I not met and befriended Colin Murphy. Weaved throughout all the work we did together, there was no aspect of each other’s lives that the other didn’t know about. We were mutual sounding boards, vetting out everything from who should be President, to the best shows on tv, to whether and how to come out to my grandfather. From community drama to personal and family matters, we really were the best of friends as friends could be. There were good times and bad, but we made it through all of them, stronger for it.
Thinking of where I am now and the opportunities I’ve had through photography, journalism, publishing, business ownership, running for public office, non-profit leadership or the people I’ve met, and the skill sets I’ve come into, I wouldn’t have had them all had I not have challenged Murphy on his Presidential pick on that bus back in 2009. In honor and memory of all that he’s done for me and the community, I vow to continue fighting for our equality and for our seat at the table, and to ensure #Boom lives on in service to the community.
We all stand on the shoulders of giants, especially in this community; I stand on the shoulders of his.
May Colin Murphy’s keen mind, kind heart, and sharp wit be long remembered. He was and shall always be remembered as a historic hero of the St. Louis LGBTQ+ Community.
In lieu of flowers, donations are requested to benefit a local LGBTQ+ charity of your choice, which are many, and in need. A celebration of life will be planned in the coming weeks and will be open to the community.
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Five Fun Facts About Busch Stadium You Didn’t Know

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When baseball fans roll into St. Louis, Busch Stadium often tops their must-see list. But this iconic ballpark has more hidden gems beyond baseball — and even beyond its souvenir shops and good hotdogs. Here’s a lineup of interesting facts that’ll make you the MVP in Busch Stadium trivia.
From Ballpark to Brewing Brand Deal
A 1900 postcard showing the Oyster House of Tony Faust, founder of the brewing firm | Courtesy Anheuser-Busch.
Busch Stadium has a past that’s more refreshing than a cold beer. Before becoming the shrine of Cardinals baseball, it was a multipurpose park called Sportsman”s Park in 1953. Anheuser-Busch, the brewing giant that owned the Cardinals for a time, purchased the stadium and called it Busch Stadium.
Talk about brewing a partnership with a home run!
Museum for Baseball Maniacs
One can explore unique stadium models, step into the broadcast booth to relive Cardinals’ historic moments and hold authentic bats from team legends in this Museum | Courtesy Cardinals Nation
The St. Louis Cardinals Hall of Fame and Museum is an 8,000-square-foot tribute to baseball’s rich history. Opening on the Cardinals’ 2014 Opening Day, this shrine charts the team’s stories from its 1882 beginnings when it was still called the American Association Browns. Here, you can revel in the team’s 11 World Series Championships and 19 pennants. And if you’re feeling adventurous, watch the game from the museum’s roof—the Hoffmann Brothers Rooftop—complete with a full-service bar and an all-you-can-eat menu. It’s like VIP seating, but with more hot dogs.
Even the Fans Break World Records
Busch Stadium is more than a ballpark; it’s a record-breaking arena.
In one memorable event, Nathan’s Famous set a Guinness World Record for the most selfies taken simultaneously—4,296, to be exact. Just imagine trying to squeeze all those selfies into a single frame!
Not to be outdone, Edward Jones and the Alzheimer’s Association formed the largest human image of a brain on the field in 2018. With 1,202 people, the image was like a giant, multi-colored brain freeze.
1,202 people gathered in centerfield at Busch Stadium to form a multi-coloured brain image | Screenshot from Guinness World Records.
The MLB Park in Your Backyard
Are you an avid Cardinals fan, thinking about living near the stadium? The cost of living in the area might be in your favor.
A 2017 study by Estately.com shows that media prices for homes around Busch Stadium is the fourth least expensive among around 26 major MLB stadiums. When San Francisco Giants fans have to pay up $1,197,000 that year for the same convenience of catching a game at a walking distance, Cardinal fans can snag real estate at only $184,900. If that’s not a walk-off win of a deal, we’re not sure what is.
Big Cleats to Fill as Busch Stadium Eyes Expansion
Those wanting to invest in property near Busch Stadium better get it while it’s still affordable. Rumor has it Busch Stadium could soon expand. That rumor has been going around for three decades since talks to raise public money allegedly started. We’ll believe it when we see it.
According to Cardinals owner Bill DeWitt III, plans are likely to mirror recent projects for the Milwaukee Brewers and Baltimore Orioles, with price tags hovering around $500 to $600 million. But the real investment is still up for debates pending a concrete cost-benefit analysis on the stadium’s surrounding area.
So the next time you kick back with a cold beer and catch a game at Busch Stadium, be in awe of the fact there’s more to the place than what meets the batter’s eye. Pitch these interesting facts at trivia night or to your Hinge date who’s new in town. Who knows – you might just win a home run beer.
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Nashville Police Officer Arrested for Appearing in Adult Video

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A Nashville police officer, Sean Herman, 33, has been arrested and charged with two counts of felony official misconduct after allegedly appearing in an adult video on OnlyFans while on duty. Herman was fired one day after detectives became aware of the video last month.
The video, titled “Can’t believe he didn’t arrest me,” shows Herman, participating in a mock traffic stop while in uniform, groping a woman’s breasts, and grabbing his genitals through his pants. The officer’s face is not visible, but his cruiser, patrol car, and Metro Nashville Police Department patch on his shoulder are clearly visible.
The Metro Nashville Police Department launched an investigation immediately upon discovering the video. The internal investigation determined Herman to be the officer appearing in the video. He was fired on May 9 and arrested on June 14, with a bond set at $3,000.
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Jane Smiley’s New Novel, Lucky, Draws on Her Charmed St. Louis Childhood

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Like any good St. Louisan, Jane Smiley has an opinion on the high school question.
“If you ask somebody in St. Louis, ‘Where did you go to high school’ — because each school is so unique, you do get a sense of what their life was like and where they live,” says the John Burroughs graduate. “Where are you from? What do you like? And, you know, the answer is always interesting.”
That’s pretty much what Jodie Rattler, the main character of Smiley’s latest novel, Lucky, thinks.
“School, in St. Louis, is a big question, especially high school,” Rattler muses toward the start of the story. “… My theory about this is not that the person who asks wants to judge you for your socioeconomic position, rather that he or she wants to imagine your neighborhood, since there are so many, and they are all different.”
This parallel thought pattern is even less of a coincidence than the author/subject relationship implies. Lucky, which Alfred A. Knopf published last month, is nominally the story of Jodie, a folk musician gone fairly big who hails from our fair town. But the book is more than just its plot: It’s an ode to St. Louis and an exploration of the life Jane Smiley might have lived — if only a few things were different.
The trail to Lucky started in 2019, when Smiley returned here for her 50th high school reunion and agreed to a local interview. The radio host asked why she’d never set a novel in St. Louis.
“I thought, ‘Boy, why haven’t I done that?'” Smiley remembers. “And so then I thought, ‘Well, maybe I should think about it.’ And I decided since I love music, and St. Louis is a great music town, that I would maybe do an alternative biography of myself if I had been a musician, and of course I would say where she went to [high] school. So that’s what got me started. And the more I got into it, the more I enjoyed it.” click to enlarge DEREK SHAPTON Jane Smiley rocketed to literary stardom after winning the Pulitzer Prize for fiction for A Thousand Acres. She now has more than 25 books to her name.
The Life Jane Smiley Didn’t Live
Jane Smiley has always felt really lucky.
First, there was her background: She grew up with a “very easygoing and fun family.” Growing up in Webster Groves, she enjoyed wandering through the adjacent neighborhoods and exploring how spaces that were so close together could have such different vibes.
Then there was her career, which kicked into gear when she was 42 with the publication of A Thousand Acres, a retelling of King Lear set on a farm in Iowa. It won the National Book Critics Circle Award for fiction in 1991 and the Pulitzer Prize for fiction in 1992. It became a movie and, two years ago, an opera. Since then, she’s been steadily publishing and now has more than 25 books to her name.
“I was lucky in the way that my career got started,” Smiley says. “It was lucky in a way that it continued. I was lucky to win the Pulitzer. And I really enjoyed that. I said, ‘OK, I want to write about someone who’s lucky, but I don’t want it to be me. Because I want to contemplate the idea of luck, and see how maybe it works for somebody else.'”
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Both the book, and Jodie’s good luck, start at Cahokia Downs in 1955. Jodie’s Uncle Drew, a father stand-in, takes her to the racetrack and has her select the numbers on a bet that turns his last $6 into $5,986. She gets $86 of the winnings in a roll of $2 bills.
Smiley, a horse lover throughout her life, used to love looking at the horses at the racetrack before she understood how “corrupt it is at work.” (She also reminisces about pony rides at the corner of Brentwood and Manchester across from St. Mary Magdalen Church and riding her horse at Otis Brown Stables.)
Unlike Smiley, Jodie is not a horse person. And at first, Jodie feels somewhat disconnected from her luck — it’s something other people tell her that she possesses. She’s lucky to live where she does. She’s lucky that her mom doesn’t make her clear her plate, that her uncle has a big house, that she gets into John Burroughs. Later, she begins to carry those bills around as a talisman.
“[I] made a vow never to spend that roll of two-dollar bills — that was where the luck lived,” Jodie thinks after a narrow miss with a tornado.
It’s John Burroughs that changes Jodie’s life, just as it did Smiley’s. But instead of falling in love with books in high school and becoming a writer, Jodie falls into music. She eventually gets into songwriting, penning tunes as a sophomore at Penn State that launch her career.
One of Jodie’s songs should instantly resonate for St. Louis readers.
“The third one was about an accident I heard had happened in St. Louis,” Jodie recalls in the book, “a car going off the bridge over the River des Peres, which may have once been a river but was now a sewer. My challenge was to make sense of the story while sticking in a bunch of odd St. Louis street names — Skinker, of course, DeBaliviere, Bompart, Chouteau, Vandeventer. The chorus was about Big Bend. The song made me cry, but I never sang it to anyone but myself.”
Throughout the book are Jodie’s lyrics, alongside the events that inspire them. Writing them was a new experience for Smiley, who found herself picking up a banjo gifted by an ex and strumming the few songs she’d managed to learn, as well as revisiting the popular music of the novel’s time — the Beatles (George is Smiley’s favorite), Janis Joplin and the Traveling Wilburys, along with Judy Collins, Joan Baez, Joni Mitchell, and Peter, Paul and Mary — basically “all the folk singers.”
“I really love music, and I do wish I’d managed to practice, which I was always a failure at,” Smiley says. “… I liked that they made up their own lyrics, and they made their own music, and I was impressed by that.”
Both Smiley and Jodie grew up in households replete with record players and music. It’s one of their great commonalities.
A great difference between the two? That would be sex. At one point, Jodie compares her body count, which she calls the “Jodie Club,” with a lover — 25 (rounded up, Jodie notes) to his 150.
“That was a lot of fun,” says Smiley. “She learns a lot from having those affairs, and she enjoys it. She’s careful. And I like the fact that she never gets married, and she doesn’t really have any regrets about that.” (Smiley has been married four times.) “In some sense, her musical career has made her want to explore those kinds of issues of love and connection and sex and the way guys are.”
You can tell Smiley had a good time writing this. After Jodie loses her virginity, she thinks, “The erection had turned into a rather cute thing that flopped to one side.”
“Oh, it was fun,” Smiley confirms. “Sometimes I would say, ‘OK, what can I have Jodie do next? What’s something completely different than what I did when I was her age?’ And then I’d have to think about that and try and come up with something that was actually interesting. I knew that she couldn’t do all the things that I had done, and she had to be kind of a different person than I was. And so I made her a little more independent, and a little more determined.”
click to enlarge VIA THE SCHOOL YEARBOOK Jane Smiley’s high school yearbook photo. In Lucky, Jodie recalls of a classmate, “The gawky girl had stuck her head into a basketball basket, taken hold of the rim, and her caption was, ‘They always have the tall girls guard the basket.'”
Lucky follows Jodie from childhood to into her late 60s. At several points in the novel, she crosses paths with a Burroughs classmate, identified only as the “gawky girl.” Jodie takes note of her former classmate, but she’s not recognized.
Toward the end, Jodie walks into Left Bank Books and sees the gawky girl’s name on the cover of a novel.
“Out of curiosity, I read a few things about the gawky girl. Apparently she really had been to Greenland, and the Pulitzer novel was based on King Lear, which I thought was weird, but I did remember that when we read King Lear in senior English, I hadn’t liked it,” Jodie thinks. “… I remembered walking past her in the front hall of the school, maybe a ways down from the front door. She was standing there smiling, her glasses sliding down her nose, and one of the guys in our class, one of the outgoing ones, not one of the math nerds that abounded, stopped and looked at her, and said, ‘You know, I would date you if you weren’t so tall.'”
Sound familiar? Does it help to know Smiley is 6’2″?
The doppelgangers meet face to face after their 50th Burroughs’ reunion at the Fox and Hounds bar at the Cheshire. To go into what happens next — it’s too much of a spoiler.
“In every book, there’s always a surprise,” Smiley says. click to enlarge ZACHARY LINHARES Smiley enjoys St. Louis place names, and DeBaliviere is one of many in the novel.
Jodie Rattler’s St. Louis
Lucky is a smorgasbord of familiar names and places for St. Louis readers, and picking them out will be a big part of the joy of the book for locals.
“I love many things about St. Louis — not exactly the humidity, but lots of other things,” Smiley says. “One of the things I love is how weird the street names are. So I had to put her in that house on Skinker, and I had to refer to a few other places that are kind of weird. I couldn’t fit them all in.
“But I love the way that those street names and St. Louis are a real mix, and some of them are true French street names. Some of them are true English street names. Like Grav-wah or Grav-whoy” — here she deploys first the French and then the St. Louis version of “Gravois” — “whatever you want to call it, and Clark. It’s just really interesting to look around there and sense all of the different cultures that lived there and went through there.”
Jodie grows up in a house on Skinker near Big Bend. It’s “a pale golden color, with the tile roof and the little balcony,” Smiley writes. Jodie walks through Forest Park and eats at Schneithorst’s. Her mother works at the Muny; she shops at Famous Barr. Her grandfather prefers the “golf course near our house on Skinker,” which must be the Forest Park course. Jodie goes to Cardinals games, the Saint Louis Zoo and Grant’s Farm. She visits and thinks about St. Louis’ parks such as Tilles and Babler. Even the county jail in Clayton gets a mention.
Of course, Chuck Berry shows up several times, first mentioned for getting “in trouble for doing something that I wouldn’t understand.” Later, as Jodie drives by his home, she drops some shade on the county along the way: “Aunt Louise knew where Phyllis Schlafly’s house was, so I drove past there — another reason not to choose Ladue,” she writes.
Jodie and the man who invented rock & roll later meet face-to-face briefly at a festival near San Jose, California. “My favorite parts were getting to walk up to Chuck Berry and say, ‘I’m from St. Louis, too. Skinker!’ and having him reply, ‘Cards, baby!’ and know that no one nearby knew what in the world we were talking about,” Jodie recalls.
Lucky feels like a bit of a members-only club, and here the club is St. Louis. There is barely a page that is without some kind of reference — to the point where one might wonder if non-locals can even keep up. (Though they should rest assured: It’s a good read.)
“I write more or less to do what I want to do, and so I wrote about the things that interested me,” Smiley says. And more than 50 years after she graduated high school and left Webster Groves for Iowa and (briefly) Iceland and California, where she lives today, St. Louis, clearly, qualifies.
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