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Saturday, October 2, 2021

No FP for Me, Fall Arrives, Donovan's, Trivia, Sunnyside, Craft Brews, Da Bears and a Fish Fry

WEDNESDAY. SEPTEMBER 22

Fall has arrived and with it considerably cooler in the morning  I haven't sat out FP (Front Porch) for the last several days.  Went to Donovan's Reef as we do most every Wednesday to play live trivia with Jeff and enjoy the cheap beers.

THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 23

We went to Sunnyside Tavern in Johnsburg and I enjoyed this month's Thursday special which was the craft beer called Beach Blonde for $2 a pint.  I really like craft beers (but definitely not IPAs), but do not like paying $5 to $7 for one.  I am what you call a cheap drinker.

FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 24

Still no FP.  Fall has definitely arrived.  Lots of talk around here about the Bears moving to Arlington Heights since they have evidently bought Arlington Park Race Track.  Makes no difference to me.

Met Kevin, Kelly, Barb and Glen at Cuda's for their fish fry.

--RoadDog


Friday, January 31, 2020

About This Super Bowl


Since neither of our two NFL teams are playing (Bears and Packers, Yep, that's right, Bears and Packers) Liz and I become free agents.  Especially since the hated New England Patriots are not in it.  Whenever that happens, we pull for the other team.  Thanks, Tennessee for knocking them out of the playoffs.

Normally, we pull for the NFC team, but not this time since Kansas City is in it.  They haven't been to the Super Bowl since IV, and it wasn't even called the Super Bowl back then.

However, San Francisco has two players of local interest on their team.  Quarterback Jimmy Garoppolo is from Arlington Heights, Illinois, played football at Rolling Meadows High School and college ball at Eastern Illinois.  Safety Jimmie Ward played college ball at Northern Illinois University, our alma mater.

Both played for non- Power 5 conferences which makes them playing in the NFL even more difficult.

So, we will be pulling for Kansas City to win, but Garoppolo and Ward to do well.

--RoadDog

TAX FACTS:  Nearly 300,000 trees are cut down yearly to produce the paper for all the IRS forms and instructions.



Friday, April 21, 2017

A Trip Back For Us Last Weekend-- Part 2: The Old Stomping Grounds


APRIL 15, SATURDAY

We drove to Arlington Heights, Illinois, to put flowers and a U.S. flag on the graves of Liz's parents at Memory Gardens Cemetery.  We then cruised Northwest Highway from Arlington Heights to Palatine and ate at Photo's Hot Dogs.  This used to be the site of the Burger King I had my first job at and where we liked to hang out at during our high school days.

We then went by the old Palatine High School where we went and then the three houses our families lived in.

Stopped at J&D's in Wauconda and then watched the Blackhawks for as long as we could stand at Half-Times in Johnsburg.  They stunk again, losing 5-0.

APRIL 16, SUNDAY

Easter and we went to Grand Buffet in McHenry for their great meal.  Then to the PLAV and then to Sunnyside.

--RoadDog

Sunday, August 5, 2007

Frances Turns 92!!!


My mother-in-law, Frances, turns the ripe old age of 92 today. We are going out to visit her at Alden Terrace in McHenry in just a little bit.

She was born in Kansas on August 5, 1915, and grew up in the very small town of Holland, near Abilene. She stayed with people in Abilene to go to high school as there was not one near her home.

She started working as a bookkeeper in the office of Duckwall's Five and Ten store in Abilene right out of high school.

Frances met her future husband, Ambrose, during WWII, while he was stationed at Abilene. He was a captain in ordnance from Green Bay, Wisconsin. They no doubt would not have met had it not been for the war.

He had a series of jobs after the war as a traveling auditor for Rheem and Mall Tool Corporation that took him to Oakland, Ca, Elizabeth, NJ, New Orleans, La, and Houston, Tx. They settled in Chicago and my wife, Liz, was born in 1951.

He always wanted to own his own business and in 1955 opened Fran's (named after Frances) Delicatessen on Chicago's West Side. He ran that until a Jewel Tea grocery store opened and put him out of business.

Frances continued to work as a bookkeeper at Steel Fabricating and Checkline Corporation in Chicago during this time.

He then got a job at the General Finance Corporation in Evanston. This company made loans to people. He retired in 1981. In the meantime, they moved out to Palatine, Illinois, where I met Liz.

They lived in the house on Patricia Lane until Ambrose died in 1986. The following year, Frances moved to a two bedroom apartment in Arlington Heights and lived there until 2004. She then moved to an assisted living apartment on the square in Woodstock, Illinois.

Here's hoping for many more birthdays to quite a remarkable woman.

Don

Friday, July 6, 2007

Off to See Heartsfield


Heartsfield, one of my favorite country rock bands of the 70s are back together, and I'm leaving in an hour to go see them at the Round Lake Beach Fest. I have never seen them before, but really liked them on the FM radio back then. I thought I had at least two of their 70s efforts in my record library, and I had four: Heartsfield, The Wonder of It All, Foolish Pleasures, and Collector's Item. They were on major labels for those: Mercury and Columbia.

Perry Jordan and JC Hartsfield formed the band in 1972. They were a couple of southern boys living in the Midwest and avid fans of the country-rock genre. They broke up in 1986 and reformed in 2000. Only Perry Jordan remains of the original group.

Counting the first run, they claim to have performed for millions of people and have released 9 albums, one of the more recent ones a live performance from the House of Blues in St. Louis.

They also will be playing Sunday at the Arlington Heights Frontier Days.

Their website: www.heartsfield.com

Some of my favorite songs by then, and, as far as I'm concerned, their self-titled debut album is a greatest hits compilation: I'm Coming Home, Hushabye, Music Eyes, Understandin' Woman, and the great The Only Time I'm Sober is When You're Gone (talk about your great country titles!!!). You can hear some of their songs on the website.

I'm Coming Home to Some Great Country Rock. RoadDog

Thursday, July 5, 2007

Those Illinois Fireworks- Ours is Bigger than Yours


Yesterday's Chicago Tribune had an article in the Tempo section titled "Who has the best fireworks on the 4th?" by Colleen Mastony.

It started off with "GREAT DEBATES- Happy 231st bithday, United States! It's a day for flags, parades, fireworks and community spirit, softball games and horseshoes, speechifying and celebrating summer on the day our nation got its start. Dissent and debates are cherished American traditions. In that spirit, we look at two deeply divisive questions: Who has the best fireworks on the 4th?"

Colleen pretty-well summed up the Fourth with those words.

Her article was primarily about the competition between towns in the state to have the biggest and the best fireworks display. Along with that goes the bragging rights. Some towns approach this with a fervor. She mentioned a long-standing competition between downstate (all places in Illinois outside of Chicago and environs are called downstate, even areas out to the west) Streator and Pekin.

Murphysboro says it has the largest display in southern Illinois and Carbondale disputes that.

The Quad Cities (Moline and Rock Island in Illinois and Bettendorf and Davenport in Iowa) says it has the largest two-state display.

Arlington Heights, Lisle, and Bolingbrook claim the best in the Chicago suburbs.

I guess you'd just have to visit each one to make your own subjective choices.

Chicago, of course, is considered to have the best display with $100,000 worth of explosives, but it only lasts 20 mouth-dropping minutes and is accompanied by a live orchestra. Other city shows go longer.

Of course, these days, the common theme is extreme. You have to top last year's display and have to impress the kids, with their short attention spans, with more and more, faster and faster. That is one reason why the displays are shorter than in the past, when one firework would be shot off and then there'd be a wait. Now, they go up much faster and in combinations. Usually there are one or more pre-finales as teasers.

"Melrose Pyrotecnics, the largest fireworks display company in the Midwest, shoots 800 shows the first week of July."

Bob Kerns of the company explained the differences in shells: "European-made shells are favorites for the way they move and spin. Chinese shells resemble flowers , opening up like dahlias and chrysanthemums and peonies. Japanese shells explode in glittering sprays that linger in the sky. Putting it all together is like painting a masterpiece or choreographing a ballet."

When those wave on wave start, that is a sight to behold. I am especially fond of the Chinese ones, especially the sky-filling, gold glittering ones.

Indoor fireworks are growing in popularity and fireworks sales have nearly doubled from 2000 to 2006, partly because of the growing competition between towns. I'd like to add that I have noticed neighbors having growing competition as well.

There was a comparison table between Illinois towns as to date, expenditure, numbers of shells, crowd estimate, length, and music accompaniment:

Chicago- July 3-$100,000- 5500-1million- 20 minutes- live symphonic orchestra
Peoria- July 4- $50,000- 5500- 175,000- 22 minutes- radio broadcast
Rockford- July 4- $60,000- 6000- 125,000- 30 minutes- radio broadcast
Itasca- July 4- $60,000- 5000- 40,000- 24 minutes- speakers
Streator- July 7- $35,000- 3500- 20-30,000- 24 minutes- radio broadcast

I guess a person could make their own observations about who has the better display in the Streator-Peoria confrontation since they are on separate days.

I believe most town displays are now put on by professionals, which is for the best.

Oooohing and Aaaahing. --RoadDog