White Sox

Cermak was where my childhood friend lived, right next to the park we would frequent. Barrett Park was the name; it’s still there. Man, did we have some fun in that park. Playing on the little basketball court, where you … Continued

Getting back to my “streets of Chicago” themed blogs, I look at the cross street of my grammar school. It was located on the corner of Cermak and Wolcott; already talked a little about Wolcott, now some Cermak. Man, where … Continued

OK, back in business… Had a little problem with the website; that’s not all it was. Sure, writing all this shit, you probably think I’ll never shut up. Well, there are some days where I don’t feel like pursuing my … Continued

Let me talk about this Bears loss from another angle… the betting angle. Yeah, I had the Bears, a few different ways in that game. Betting on your team is a risky proposition; I know this. I haven’t bet on … Continued

October 25th… two months to Christmas. This was always something I said on my Mom’s birthday; it’s funny that my sister said this today as we stood over my Mom’s grave at the cemetery. Did I WANT to go see … Continued

Being first has its benefits, I guess. Being the first born is pretty cool, I think. Sure, I don’t remember any of those 2.5 years before my brother came along, but… I’m sure it was a blast, just me and … Continued

As I walked out in the streets of Chicago… Kindergarten was on 23rd and Wolcott; the grammar school that I attended was on Cermak and Wolcott. Yes, Wolcott one block east of Damen would become a prevalent street in my … Continued

3.5 years old, finally remembering stuff, almost time for school, right? Well, yes, sort of. I would start my journey into school at 4 years old, a preschool right across Damen on Cullerton… literally 2 minutes from the house. To … Continued