>>>Jay,
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>>>Forgive me for: a) Not replying sooner; and b) not replying to any of your previous post...well, at least some of it.:-)
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>>No prob... Thought you might have a hard time finding it. We got moved to Chatter. Can't imagine what's more important than memories of Chicago <g>
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>>>First, you mentioned the 5th district, did you mean ward? Back when I was stomping around Hyde Park it was wards not districts that the aldermen represented. Part of H.P. was in the 4th Ward and part in the 5th. The 5th ward alderman was Leon Despres, who, not too surprisingly, was the one independent in the city council.
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>>Ward -- sorry for my photogenic memory <g>
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>>Despres was an appropriate representative of the UC community...
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>I thought so too.
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>>Actually, it was the 2nd ward that I was thinking of .. Roti was the alderman in question.
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>Yep, he was the one "...so dirty he was clean".< g >
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>>>Second, as you may have surmised, I've returned from my journey to Chicago. Had lots of fun (at the party perhaps too much fun), saw tons of friends, drank gallons of beer, watched the Bears on Sunday, got to the lake front, ate a couple of Italian Beefs, had a Bill's pizza and the weather was great. I think that pretty much sums it up.< bg >
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>>That's as good as it gets!
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>Yep, plus the flights were good too.
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>>But, you know, we're all waiting with baited breath about the celebration <bg>
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>First of all, our friends live at a place called Deerpath Farm. It's not a sub-division but an actual farm. It's just east of North St. Mary's Rd. on Townline Rd. I can't say for sure how big it is, but it's quite a few acres. To give you an idea, the "driveway" is 1/3 of a mile long just to reach the clearing where the trees end and the lawn and house begin.
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>Into this scenario, you just need to drop 50 or 60 people, lots of beer (not to mention the refrigerator holding a half-barrel of Michelob). You put up a lot of pink flamingos and other decorations, a fire, have lots of food and you basically have it.
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>Now as to my perhaps having too much fun, I won't go into the details on the grounds of self-incrimination. Suffice it to say that: It wasn't illegal; and it wasn't that I drank too much (even though I did) and that led to the...ummmm...situation.

You know, George, I think this is the perfect time to practice for the Nobel Prize in Lit... I mean, with pink flamingos, beer -- you've got to have Confederacy of Dunces beat hands down!

Jay