I know the parking situation in Oak Park has been awful since I moved here 20-plus years ago. But recently we received two citations for parking on Euclid so the family could have dinner in a nearby restaurant.
Last week, my neighborhood was in the news because of a horrible murder. This week, Trading Spaces was filming here. I'm disappointed that the only coverage we received this week, from my favorite newspaper was a few paragraphs next to the picture of the 'person of interest.'
This letter regards the three responses Wednesday Journal printed on June 29 to my June 22 letter urging OPRF high school to reject the Booster's stadium light proposal or at least to conduct a careful environmental impact study before making a decision.
Sunday in the park. The soccer field at Priory Park in River Forest to be exact. My son and I were there for the end-of-season parent/kid game of our American Youth Soccer Organization co-ed sixth grade team. The problem was that not enough parents showed up to take on the kids. So we had to recruit some ringers.
After reading the letter by Jack Flynn, I wonder if he needs a lesson in the difference between editorial and opinion ("Forget Bush and keep the dialogue local," June 22). Ken Trainor writes an opinion column. I can tell because his name is attached to it. Traditionally an opinion columnist writes about pretty much anything.
I think this single change will allow for all of the following: Improve the quality of life for the villages, OPRF and Fenwick High Schools, the students who play competitive sports at the High Schools, the children who dream of playing when they reach high school, the time-challenged parents of the above, the local business community and all those in favor of creating a shared, diversified community experience.
Since the senseless murder of UIC Professor Peter D'Agostino last Wednesday, nerves in southeast Oak Park are raw. On a normal weekend, there would be kids playing, dogs barking, and people gardening and washing cars and talking. But this Sunday, due to heat or fear or both, the kids are inside, the cops have disappeared, and the streets are deserted save for the occasional dog walker. Today, my dog is the only thing that forces me outside.