I figured you were old enough to appreciate it.

Dorothy used to come in with her entourage a couple of times a week when the Council was in session. Swore like a sailor and loud if she was upset about something, which she usually was.

Gene Sawyer came in almost every weekday when he was an alderman. He sat at the counter with his sister who was a bailiff at the Civic Center courts and pretty good looking in uniform in her late 30s. They were both incredibly nice people, or at least cordial. I learned that he was an engineer by original training when he found out I was going to be going to engineering school for undergrad.

Hugh Hill came in most weekdays as well. He was as orange in person as he was on TV.

That's a low bar <shudder>

Waiting to meet Spaulding.

My father and uncle hustled and had a good business location. Jane Byrne and her cronies cost my dad a true retirement and thus me as well. So instead of living on Coronado Island and worrying about the finger injury to Eric Hosmer and the lack of an NHL franchise, I'm here killing time before writing a tech memo.

For me, I walked in once, lured by the $10 steak prices. I looked around, trying to find a hope, and I just couldnt. I walked out.