About 8:30 last Sunday evening, I was weaving my way through other walkers on Wacker Drive- which, as a riverfront path, is arguably one of the busiest pedestrian routes in Chicago on a summer weekend evening- when a long-haired and bearded young man in a canvas jacket and blue jeans strode passed me, speaking...
Read more →Ernesto walked down in the shallow ravine next to the gravel road as the ancient pickup truck rattled slowly past. He had moved there when he saw the vehicle approaching, clearing a way for the truck to have full berth in the thin lane when it arrived. The ravine was a dry, leaf-speckled wrinkle...
Read more →I think I’ve started six blog posts in the last month, and all of them with great seed ideas, but as I’ve tried to work through them, tapping ideas out onto the screen, the ideas have just wilted and died. I don’t know if this is writer’s block, or more broadly, just an alive-r’s...
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Tonight, I finished the evening watching two more episodes of the best sports drama series I have never seen, “Friday Night Lights.” Wrapping up season three via Netflix rentals, the Dillon Panthers make it to the State Finals game, and after a lethargic first-half of play, the Panthers make a courageous run to erase...
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