Blowin’ In da Wind(y)

by | Aug 10, 2003

How many years can a mountain exist
Before it’s washed to the sea? _Dylan

It’s on. I’m moving to daWindy, a.k.a. Chicago, which means “plentiful onions and garlic” in the native American tongue. I lived in the Chicago suburbs from 1975 to 1980, finishing grade school in Wheaton, and attending junior high and my freshman year of high school in Elk Grove Village. These were pivotal years in so many ways. My mom got remarried. I developed an interest in girls. I played basketball and baseball non-stop and developed my allegiances to the Cubs, Bears, and Bulls at this time. So, this is a homecoming of sorts, and I must say I’m thrilled to be moving back to the Midwest, the region where I am most at home.

Chicago inspires me. The architecture. The lake. The neighborhoods and all the global citizens who reside therein. The food. The El. Chicago, like San Francisco and New York, is a great American city.

I often like to analyze things from the geo-cultural perspective, and if I look at my career path through this lens, it’s plain to see that I have been charting a course for The Loop and North Michigan Ave. for some time. Portland > Salt Lake City > Denver > Omaha > Chicago. No need (for me) to go further east. Along the sands of Lake Michigan, I make my play.