A Chicago Gal I'd Known in College

On this day in 1974, I drove from Tulsa to the Ponca City train station to pick up a Chicago gal I'd known in college. She was coming to visit me after extensive persuasion, on her way to visit a sister in Colorado.

She forgot to leave.

Later we got married, but this is the We Got Together anniversary. (Don't tell the kids we shacked up).

Before she left Chicago for the mysterious West, Milady and her sister dined at the Greek Islands. (Enough Roditys and you might get on a train to anywhere.) As it happens, we're in Chicago this week for their recently-late eldest brother's memorial, this weekend. So, last night, 41 years later, her sister and Milady and I dined at the Greek Islands.

But we did not end up on a train to anywhere, Roditys notwithstanding.

A cool Chicago Morning, Glories!

God bless this mess.