So Marsha and I are in line to order lunch at Erik’s last week. I notice an older balding gentleman in a nice suit eating a grilled cheese. He has some papers spread out on the table, and he’s talking on his cell phone. Then I notice at a seperate table a big dude with one of those curly-wired things in his ear. Then it dawns on me that the older guy is Governor Pat Quinn.              

Now I’m about as cynical as anyone about politics. I advise people not to vote. But I do think that it’s very cool that the governor is eating his lunch by himself at the same inexpensive restaurant as I am. Just a regular guy. 

Marsha and I debate whether we should say anything on our way out. Before I know it she’s gone over and introduced herself. I don’t want to seem unfriendly,  so I tag along. As we leave I tell the governor that it’s very cool that he’s eating lunch at Erik’s , and as a result I will vote for him for any race he ever chooses to be a candidate. He looked at me to see if I was joking, but I meant every word.

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John Hubbuch

John is an Indiana native who moved to Oak Park in 1976. He served on the District 97 school board, coached youth sports and, more recently, retired from the law. That left him time to become a Wednesday...