A Mystery Emerges

 

Are you as bowled over as I am about Liz Cheney?  Just the name Cheney still sends shivers down my spine.  And now, even as the shivers remain, I have to add the name Liz and come up with a new reaction.

My friends say that after the hearings she will go back to all of her policies that we despise.  We laugh about whether the few Democrats in Wyoming should cross over to support her.

I just read a thoughtful article by Monica Hesse about the Liz phenomenon.  She puts it all together beautifully.  I am more inclined to add it to the pile of "mysteries of life" which  keep me humble.  Thank goodness they keep me still curious and engaged.

I'm Not Sorry

 

Today is the 42nd anniversary of the Borg/McEnroe tiebreaker.  Some say it was the best conclusion ever to a tennis match.  The lead went back in forth in heart stopping closeness. Okay, I’ll tell you.  Borge won 18-16. I watched every minute and I’m not sorry.

Not sorry?  Why would I say that?  I was a house guest at friends’ beachfront cabin in Michigan.  I was called politely, and then, in rising levels of impatience, for dinner.  Surely it was going to conclude in a minute.  No.  Both players showed their endless skill and determination. My guest status was sealed.  

Borge played only one slam after that and retired very young.  McEnroe still laments his decision.

I’m watching Wimbledon  now.  They’ve changed the rules so tiebreakers have to end at 10 points.  If my hosts were still part of my life, I would not have the opportunity to be so rude.

Hot Dogs Forever

 

Sammie's Hot Dog Stand was on the corner of Cornelia and Broadway, just a few steps from my apartment.  It was just a cart on the sidewalk, but Sammie had all of the Chicago-Style fixins'.  I was a simple mustard and onions girl.  Years later, I learned that Sammie had been able to retire and move to Florida.  The American Dream.

Doug Sohn, the gourmet hot dog king, was able to penetrate Chicago-Style tradition.  He is still missed by his devoted followers.

For my birthday, my friend Myles promised me a jumbo kosher hot dog fired up on his grill.  Delicious!

And, of course, there is nothing more satisfying than a hot dog at the ballpark while watching a White Sox winner!

Happy 4th everyone.