Last One Out of The Park Turn Off The Light
In the winter of 2010 I took an early morning walk across the land that once upon a time was heavily populated by kids nearly every day regardless of the season. A place to go sledding or ice-skating in winter, or to play baseball, maybe spend hours fishing or a little time cooling off in a concrete wading pool that was only about a foot deep during the summer. Simple pleasures during simpler times. Somewhere to escape and do something interesting away from our bedrooms and backyards and away from the watchful eyes of our parents. A better place to come of age never existed anywhere in the world for many of us who grew up within walking or bike riding distance of Schiller Park! But the years back then were short lived and in the wink of an eye we all got old. We left the park behind just as we said goodbye to nearly all of our childhood joys; most, if not all of the friends we had back then, as wel...