Chicago Women’s Club

I started this back in April. The course of research is often a serious rabbit hole. It’s worse when working without a deadline for you have the leisure to make strands into ropes. Today, though I found the knot at the end of it. Or so I thought…

A few months ago, I pulled out a small Hollinger box of vintage paper I’d been saving. I hoped each would find a home on Ebay or Etsy. I listed some. They went nowhere. The slick, grey box looks chic and minimalist. It lives under my coffee table.

Today I took another look….

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Breaking Up for the First Time

I’ve never had to break up with a friend. Usually things just fade, one or both are perpetually “busy.” Part of the pact that is “Midwest nice” is that people get the message and it’s finished.

But I finally did have to break up with a long-time friend. Many things had been simmered for many months. I no longer found our friendship rewarding and felt annoyed after meeting with him. It finally blew up mid-December. I  told him “let’s talk after the holidays.”

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Finding Presidents in Unusual Places

Gino's NorthUPDATE: Scroll all the way down down to see the latest!

I sort of regularly grab a cocktail at a little place called Gino’s North. It’s in Edgewater, a few doors east of the Granville L stop.

Back in the early ’40’s founder and and restaurateur Frank Meltiades dreamed of having a swanky cocktail lounge. When the space became available, he opened the Snow Drop Lounge. The lounge was named after the Per Hasselberg statue, Snöcklackan. Frank picked out this reproduction to grace the bar and she’s lived here since.

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Mother’s Day, 2019

Here’s a photo of my daughter, Clair, on my very first Mother’s Day. Her little dress has “Happy Mother’s Day” embroidered across the apron.

It had been the most harrowing five months on my life. That day, her dad went to work, I took Clair to the zoo.

26 years later I am sitting here. She is a ball of energy exploring somewhere. She finally broke free of the battered and inadequate shell she was granted for her time here.

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