serdeczne pozdrowienia z Chicago!

hearty greetings from the old town!

saw my uncle jeff on friday and saturday. got to play for him and make a few jokes. he even wiggled his eyebrows once... when we got there sunday he had already passed. went for a run afterwards (http://tinyurl.com/a4t47) and found out that my old house on Home avenue in Berwyn is just a few miles from my uncle's house. never knew my house was so small, never knew our houses were so close. over the bridge i was also too scared to ride across, through riverside and all those big old houses, across harlem and in and out of proksa park. my first penny carnival and the goldfish that wouldn't die, barbara maskewitz and the train tracks right by the house, how much is that doggie in the window at Peggie's ballet- too many memories. cuando te llueve sobre mojado... started to rain by the time i turned around. nothing like the anonymity of rain for tears. a time for polish vodka, bakeries, pork and sauerkraut, p.j.klem's, and adolf's. a time to lose. and a time to remember things which cannot be lost.