So, Bob and I were able to spend a few days in Chicago this week. Now that we’ve lived in Dixie for almost two years we have a certain peculiarity when we travel north.
It was great to finally see the kids, the first time in 12 weeks. Chrissy and Erik have the sweetest house, what a great way to start out! Albeit not in North Carolina….we are thrilled for them that they have escaped the rent monster.
Cori is livin like “That Girl!” She has a treacherous 2 block walk from her apartment on the mag mile to her office. This will be a great experience; one we hope she nets a job from. Here is the view from her pool. (Surprise! the weather stinks!)

Andrew WAS doing well, but then he and Alecia ran in this….
Actually he is fine, and he celebrated his 24th birthday in typical Andrew flare; with a $19 hamburger!
Bob worked all week in the Chicago office and I was able to enjoy the city; first time since we got our place! Why you ask? Guess! …the weather. I took a wonderful walk down State Street -was asked to be in a commercial for Bedding Experts (just to say “Goodnight, Chicago”), then visited the Harold Washington Library. I’ve been on a hunt for some of the specifics my mom told me in reference to her memoirs. The very helpful librarians referred me to the Chicago Historical Society (which I DID NOT walk to!) and I had a fabulous couple hours in their Reference Room, searching microfilm.
Mom grew up in the Chicago Lawn (or Marquette Park) area and The Chicago Sun was the newspaper they read. You now know it as The Chicago Sun-Times. In the time span that I searched through Marshall Fields was the publisher. Surprisingly, LITTLE has changed in the news! The headlines included the stock market and it’s potential comeback, which starlet was currently divorcing, and -most unfortunately- serious crimes against women. I was amazed by the frank reporting in those articles, including many graphic details.
I was thrilled when, just like in the movies, I found a tiny little piece of news hidden away in an obscure section which relates to my mom’s story. Alas, each nugget of information opens up the rabbit trail and, just like when searching on the internet, time easily escapes. I couldn’t search as much as I would have liked; suffice to say I can’t wait to go back for more.
Now back to that “accent” thing. I have a new friend (although THAT may not last for long, considering!) who also lived in Chicago many years ago. Lucky lady lived on the drive into Ravinia. Anyway, since SHE has cleansed her palette of all traces of Midwestern speak, she takes great joy in mentioning when I am obviously a Shikaaaahgoen. Not sure if I should endure my southern friends laughter at my northern tongue or risk learning southern! Actually, that would be quiet easy….all I need to do is whine more! I’ll let ya’ll know which way I go….





















d I am not certain Ty participated) revealed the home to the family. Apparently, it was not ready for them to live in. In speaking with the media the builder stated that he underestimated the Carolina heat and how it would set back his crew. Well, he IS from Michigan….guess we can give him the benefit of the doubt. I am still awaiting pictures from a photographer that was on site to prove we actually were there. I know you will all recognize me under my blue (no-resemblance-to-an M&M) hardhat.
