Mary Kay O'Grady is a former high school English teacher and later owned her own public relations business, The O'Grady Group. She has lived in Oak Park for almost fifteen years. She is currently the chairperson of the Park District's Senior Advisory Committee. She thinks that the world would be a better place if everybody wore name tags, including her family. Thanks Barack and Michelle for all their support.
I was walking to the Farmers Market on a recent beautiful Saturday when a man stopped me and asked if I knew where the Food Pantry was. I didn't know, but I guessed it was at First United Church so I directed him down the block. He was kind of scruffy.
This column is in response to Dan Haley's piece on the shifting, often dismal retail picture in the Scoville Block #1 building (Walker's, once upon a time) on the southeast corner of Oak Park and Lake.
I asked some of my friends to name their all-time favorite books and movies. The range was from the very, very romantic to the very, very serious. I'll skip around and try not to mix them up, but they're all worth a look or a read.
There. I've said it out loud. How do I feel? The answers might surprise you.
To quote Billy Crystal doing Fernando Lamas, "It's more important to look good than to feel good." I look pretty good when I'm all put together, which takes way too long. However, my tummy, no matter the angle in the mirror, is bigger than my chest and gaining on my behind. I obsess about it. Hip-huggers and Jane Fonda are my enemies.
To have a "crush" on someone: when a person of either sex who attracts and holds your attention, who you'd go out of your way to read about in the paper, watch on TV or generally "be in their corner." First, my own.
How can somebody who has huddled indoors for two months be exhausted? I am. It's the stress shared by many my age. Is it too cold to go out? What if my car gets stuck? Will I fall? If I go out this afternoon, will it be freezing and snowy when I come home tonight? Should I plan to go to the theatre next week, or will it be zero and snowy? Exhausting.
I walked into the wonderful Apple service store on Lake and Oak Park. The fellow at the counter yelled out "What's going on?" Startled, I thought maybe I looked disheveled or worse. I even turned to look back out at the street to see if there was an accident. Silly me. He was just saying "hi."