Lifelong Cleveland resident Steve Gove recalls when the Cuyahoga River symbolized shame – fetid, lifeless, notorious for catching fire when sparks from overhead rail cars ignited the oil-slicked surface. “It was pretty grungy,” said the 73-year-old, a canoeist in his youth who sometimes braved the filthy stretch through the steelmaking city. Outrage over a 1969 […]
