Leo’s Still A Shoe Thing For Repairs In Rock Island

Squirreled away amongst the depression-era architectural remains of downtown Rock Island, next to the shimmering strip clubs and sagging dive bars on 20th Street, scant slumping steps from the eternal river that announces the end of Illinois, is a sentinel of a bygone era that transcends time and trends. Walk within its doors and you enter a cramped kingdom, a taut narrow expanse of colorful cardboard towers soaring to the stucco ceiling, monolith over a workshop bursting with stitches and steel. A tall, thin man with ebon and silver bolts of hair and an impish grin greets you, hearty and hale,... Read More