"My dad slept overnight at the Chicago
streets of Clark and Addison in 1945.
He was hoping to see game seven
of the World Series. His mom thought
he and his friends were nuts.
He got in but saw the Chicago Cubs
lose to the Detroit Tigers by a score of 4-3.
30 years later he brought me to my first Cubs game; by the way my dad turns 90 years-young in May. To say the Cubs will always remind me of my dad is an understatement.
Go Cubs Go."
We learn in lots of ways
and in lots of places, not just at school.