Barbara Penley stands near a window in her kitchen; her and her husband moved to Plato in 1964, three weeks before the birth of their youngest son. “When we drove up the drive and saw the house we said: this is our house!” Born in 1932 in Honolulu, Hawaii, Penley was ten when the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor and was grazed by a bullet as she watched Japanese fighters fly over her home. For three days her and her mother did not know that her father had survived the attack.
Ceramic lawn ornaments sit in front of Victor and Thelma Arrington’s garage in Plato, Mo. The Arringtons recently moved to Plato, relocating their automotive repair business from the suburbs of Chicago to rural Missouri. Years ago, before they moved, a number of similar lawn ornaments were destroyed in a thunderstorm when lighting struck an animal, causing it to explode.
A map of the United States hangs on the wall in Bob Morgan’s hallway in Evening Shade, Mo. Morgan, born in 1925, used a pencil and string to draw concentric circles radiating from his home in mid-Missouri to measure the distance to nearby Missouri cities. He continues to use the pencil and string to measure the distance from his home to further away cities to determine which team he will root for when he watches football on television.
Caleb Patterson, age 4, rests in the grass beneath a flatbed trailer during a church picnic held on Hartzog Farm near the mean population center of the United States. The picnic and accompanying hayride is an annual tradition for Roby Christian Church and its congregation. Three flatbed trucks were filled with hay bails to transport children and their families from the church to the picnic location.
Herb Lindsay and Leon Mace finish their morning coffee at Walt’s Convenience Store in Roby, Mo. Every Sunday a number of older men in the surrounding area gather at Walt’s for coffee, biscuits and gravy, and to play corn hole (weather permitting). As the men slowly filter out they leave cash behind in a collective pile to cover their tab. Walt’s is a Conoco Phillips gas station that sits at the T-intersection of Highway 17 and 32 where one turns off Highway 17 to head towards Plato. “They used to say cheese, now they say chicken shit,” Lindsay said as he was being photographed.
Eugene Earp sits in the pews at Plato Christian Church where serves as its preacher. Earp was born in 1933 and moved to Plato in 1946. Earp also works as a contract employee with the United States Postal Service and has delivered mail in the Plato area since 1979. He recently had surgery to remove a cancerous growth from his left ear.
Orange ribbon and a bandana mark the tree that stands at the exact longitude and latitude of the mean population center on a private farm outside Plato, Mo. Once the US Census Bureau calculated the mean population center they traveled to Plato to mark its exact location. Locals have come to refer to Plato as the “center of the world.”
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