A week ago I bundled up in the cold (I know, poor boy) and headed over to Oak Park Village Hall for a Monday night meeting. I wanted to be there when Anan Abu-Taleb accomplished his first major feat as village president: unanimous backing to remake Part 2 of the village's thoroughly and historically muffed economic development process.
Earlier in Monday night's meeting of the Oak Park village board, Trustee Ray Johnson was setting up his critical support for a plan to dramatically overhaul Oak Park's approach to economic development.
Galen Gockel, the former village trustee, former District 97 school board member, and all-around sage counsel, said it well on Saturday morning as the school board and village board met with some 50 citizens on the topic of building a new school board HQ on the parking lot at village hall.
I tend to work a lot of hours. So last January when Mariah, our teenage daughter, hit a wall of pain and anguish and asked us to take her to an in-patient psychiatric facility, I wanted to say something to my colleagues here about why I'd be in and out of the office so much.
This has been a tough fall for hiding my hosta detritus. First, the leaves wouldn't fall from my trees at all. Two weekends back I was ready, clippers-oiled, to start taking down my garden for the winter. Damned leaves were still stuck to the trees, changing colors, looking sharp.