Beginnings

Well, seems like I'm late to the game with creating a blog, but it took me awhile to find the time to think it through, come up with a name I liked, and a general purpose. So here I am.

What will you find here? Thoughts, ruminations, questions, answers, likes and dislikes.... all from my perspective. Maybe you'll agree with me, maybe not but that's ok.

I'll try to update this at least once a week; more, if I have more to say. I'm looking at this as the start of a journey, and I welcome you to come along for the ride.

Today, I'm basking in the relative warmth we're feeling in Chicago, home of the World Champion Chicago White Sox, who won their first World Series in 88 years. What a ride it has been, and what a party the city has been throwing. I had a chance to attend today's parade, welcoming home the team and celebrating the team. What a thrill, seriously. So many happy smiling Chicagoans, just enjoying the moment and sharing the swell of civic pride.

Some might find my enjoyment ironic. I live but a mile from Wrigley Field, and am far more likely to be found watching the Cubs than the White Sox and can't remember the last time I had the chance to go to Comiskey Park (eh, I mean US Cellular Field). But that's probably more a function of geography than anything else, cuz at the root of it all, I am just a Chicago fan... when one of our teams is doing well ,I am easily caught up in the momentum. Does that mean I'm not entitled to enjoy it? Well, some diehard fans would say so. But these are the same people who think it's not possible to root for the White Sox if you're a true Cubs fan. Me, I think that's a silly waste of energy. If the last few weeks have impressed me with anything, it's the strength of the attraction success engenders. People I know who had never watched a baseball game on TV, by themselves no less, were rushing home from work to catch the "next episode" of the playoffs, and staying up all hours if said game required it! 14 innings! Crazy.

So I say to all you "true fans" who question the enthusiasm of those Chicago supporters who got caught up in the excitement, or who insist it is only permissible to root for one local team, phooey. Find your enjoyment where you can and don't deny the sentiment to the newcomers who've just awakened to find themselves in the thick of it.