High school history teacher, world traveler, bibliophile, and longtime Oak Park resident Thomas Dudley Ferguson, 75, died peacefully at home on March 16, 2014. The cause of death was pulmonary fibrosis.
My good friend and editor Ken Trainor wrote a column last month, "Will WJ make it to 40?" [Viewpoints, Feb. 5] I'm not sure if the paper will still be around in six years, but I am sure we would miss it if it were gone.
We felt bad for the guys driving the plows down our streets in the middle of one more snowy night, for the men pulling our garbage cans out of the deep drifts to empty them, for the fellows trying to hold our hubcaps on with some hot asphalt fill on our pockmarked streets.
Frankly, I look gruesome. Not a term I expected to use describing myself, but gruesome fits — fortunately, only for the time being. The good news is I'm not dying and I'm not contagious. The bad news is this will last a few more weeks.
It's no small privilege to spend 60 years as a resident in these parts. I've received that benison as one who came fresh from the seminary to River Forest in l954, an era when churches were well filled on Sundays and every woman wore a hat.
It's been about a month since I had my cancer surgery and about two months since my rectal cancer diagnosis. My surgery was Feb. 17, at Rush University Hospital. The doctors cut out a small portion of the area where my cancerous tumor was discovered and removed in January.
Random thoughts from a rookie election judge (17th precinct, Lincoln School): This was my third election, but I am still sorting out what needs to be done — 14-15 hour days seem never to end. It is a pleasure to see all of my neighbors in one place on one day.