Just heard it is basically over, thank goodness. Watching the feed from the live news media yesterday was so upsetting. I am very thankful for the honest reporting by both channels 5 & 9 here in Chicago. Thankful no riots.
It was intense, beautiful,huge, frightening, powerful. I am so proud of my city. I have great love for everything that is chicago, including the Chicago police, who I feel showed great honor and respect over the weekend.
My 16 year old daughter marched on Sunday with the thousands of others. I had a migraine and could not go. I knew there were anarchist groups there, and my instructions to her were, if you are standing near ANYONE who is yelling F&*k the Police, you need to move away from them immediately. So, after waiting around in Grant park the marchers lined up, and sure enough her group of friends was right next to the Black Block and they started chanting that right away. (she knows I am psychic!) she and her friends moved away from them. As it turned out, they were the trouble makers, running through the march in a pack, and in the end, making what had been a very peaceful and moving day turn into what everyone saw on the news, protesters and police scuffling, people being injured. She (and most of the marchers) left at the end of the permitted time for the march, as the Occupy Chicago group asked everyone to do, and all of that started just after that. It was scary to watch on TV, knowing that the marchers who were trying to leave were kind of bottle necked at the train lines.
She came home and told me all about it, the moving ceremony where the veterans threw their medals on the ground in protest of NATO decisions, the thousands of people walking peacefully, and said the same thing I did earlier, that she doesn’t want to hear anyone say anything bad about our city, and the chicago cops are our city. I’m proud of her.
I wish my dentist’s office was near the lake. I have to go tomorrow and I’m up fretting. Maybe I’ll close my eyes during the procedure and imagine your sunset.
Oh! I’ve been meaning to tell you! I know you’re probably swamped with SM but you should totally get Instagram. This last lake photo would look stellar with its simple editing presets–of course, it already looks amazing, but you’d get a more square retro pop vibe.
Thanks for asking, Mary! I had a bad cavity which I let go way too long so the dentist nearly gave me a root canal. The worst part was the three novacaine shots with adrenaline in them to make my heart race even more. But it’s all over now and the pain subsided already. And I totally closed my eyes and went to the lake several times.
What a pretty and peaceful picture. I’m so happy to be catching up on the blog. Just got back from my nephew’s high school graduation in Alaska. He was the Salutatorian. His father (my brother) and I blubbered like little babies.
That place – where water & sky meet – really is perfect for drinking in the poetry & peace of the natural world, isn’t it?
I imagine you paddling out into that sunset lake, then looping back to shore with violets, oranges & magentas smeared across the sides of the kayak, dappled in splashes on Holly’s fur, your arms, legs & cheeks.
Since you are an EMT, Ann, I thought you might appreciate what my niece, Kira Incollingo, who is also one, had to say on a recent Facebook.
I wish you could comprehend a wife’s horror at 3:00 in the morning as I check her husband of forty years for a pulse and find none . . . I start CPR anyway, hoping to bring him back knowing intuitively it is too late but wanting his wife and family to know everything possible was done to try to save his life. I wish you could understand how …it feels to go to work in the morning after having spe…nt most of the night, out on jobs. I wish you could know my thoughts as I help extricate a teenage girl from the remains of her automobile. “What if this was my sister or a friend?” “What are her parents’ reactions going to be when they open the door to find a police officer with hat in hand?” I wish you could feel the hurt as people verbally and sometimes physically abuse us or belittle what we do or as they express their attitudes of “It will never happen to me.” I wish you could realize the physical, emotional and mental drain of missed meals, lost sleep and forgone social activities in addition to all the tragedy my eyes have seen. I wish you could know the brotherhood and self-satisfaction of having saved a life or being able to be there in time of crisis. I wish you could understand what it feels like to have a little boy tugging at your arm asking, “Is Mommy okay?” not even being able to look in his eyes without tears from your own and not knowing what to say. Unless you have lived with this kind of life you will never truly understand or appreciate who I am, who we are, or what our job really means to us …I wish you could though. For those who are in EMS re-post. for those who aren’t, Like if you understand and support your local EMS. HAPPY EMS WEEK EVERYONE!
Such beautiful pictures! I think you should still call it the Eyesore because it’s ironic. And Eyecandy, Helena? That’s Denis, naturally. LOL
I was at the book store the other day and I was in the kids’ section and a book caught my eye. “Z is for Zamboni, a Hockey Alphabet”. I said to myself, “That’s gonna be in the Leary’s first grandchild’s library!”
Very tense weekend in Chicago, hats off to CPD & a great job done. Glad it all ends today.
Here Here Candy, Great Job to the Guys in the City and Burbs. (my husband works in the burbs) There was so much that never made the news.
Just heard it is basically over, thank goodness. Watching the feed from the live news media yesterday was so upsetting. I am very thankful for the honest reporting by both channels 5 & 9 here in Chicago. Thankful no riots.
It all looked so frightening and tense. Is it over now?
It was intense, beautiful,huge, frightening, powerful. I am so proud of my city. I have great love for everything that is chicago, including the Chicago police, who I feel showed great honor and respect over the weekend.
My 16 year old daughter marched on Sunday with the thousands of others. I had a migraine and could not go. I knew there were anarchist groups there, and my instructions to her were, if you are standing near ANYONE who is yelling F&*k the Police, you need to move away from them immediately. So, after waiting around in Grant park the marchers lined up, and sure enough her group of friends was right next to the Black Block and they started chanting that right away. (she knows I am psychic!) she and her friends moved away from them. As it turned out, they were the trouble makers, running through the march in a pack, and in the end, making what had been a very peaceful and moving day turn into what everyone saw on the news, protesters and police scuffling, people being injured. She (and most of the marchers) left at the end of the permitted time for the march, as the Occupy Chicago group asked everyone to do, and all of that started just after that. It was scary to watch on TV, knowing that the marchers who were trying to leave were kind of bottle necked at the train lines.
She came home and told me all about it, the moving ceremony where the veterans threw their medals on the ground in protest of NATO decisions, the thousands of people walking peacefully, and said the same thing I did earlier, that she doesn’t want to hear anyone say anything bad about our city, and the chicago cops are our city. I’m proud of her.
Beautiful pic of the sunset!
Very pretty.
So absolutely beautiful! Thank you
Ann, CNN has a disturbing story today in regards to abusing horses for the “big lick”. Have you seen it?
I saw a few seconds of it on the news and ran from the room. Can’t deal.
Gorgeous pictures….looks like you had a very relaxing weekend!
I wish my dentist’s office was near the lake. I have to go tomorrow and I’m up fretting. Maybe I’ll close my eyes during the procedure and imagine your sunset.
Oh! I’ve been meaning to tell you! I know you’re probably swamped with SM but you should totally get Instagram. This last lake photo would look stellar with its simple editing presets–of course, it already looks amazing, but you’d get a more square retro pop vibe.
Lauren,, how did your trip to the lake,,er I mean dentist go? All OK?
Thanks for asking, Mary! I had a bad cavity which I let go way too long so the dentist nearly gave me a root canal. The worst part was the three novacaine shots with adrenaline in them to make my heart race even more. But it’s all over now and the pain subsided already. And I totally closed my eyes and went to the lake several times.
Beautiful.
What a pretty and peaceful picture. I’m so happy to be catching up on the blog. Just got back from my nephew’s high school graduation in Alaska. He was the Salutatorian. His father (my brother) and I blubbered like little babies.
That place – where water & sky meet – really is perfect for drinking in the poetry & peace of the natural world, isn’t it?
I imagine you paddling out into that sunset lake, then looping back to shore with violets, oranges & magentas smeared across the sides of the kayak, dappled in splashes on Holly’s fur, your arms, legs & cheeks.
Enjoy. You so deserve it.
you really can’t call it the eyesore anymore. How about the eyecandy?
Since you are an EMT, Ann, I thought you might appreciate what my niece, Kira Incollingo, who is also one, had to say on a recent Facebook.
I wish you could comprehend a wife’s horror at 3:00 in the morning as I check her husband of forty years for a pulse and find none . . . I start CPR anyway, hoping to bring him back knowing intuitively it is too late but wanting his wife and family to know everything possible was done to try to save his life. I wish you could understand how …it feels to go to work in the morning after having spe…nt most of the night, out on jobs. I wish you could know my thoughts as I help extricate a teenage girl from the remains of her automobile. “What if this was my sister or a friend?” “What are her parents’ reactions going to be when they open the door to find a police officer with hat in hand?” I wish you could feel the hurt as people verbally and sometimes physically abuse us or belittle what we do or as they express their attitudes of “It will never happen to me.” I wish you could realize the physical, emotional and mental drain of missed meals, lost sleep and forgone social activities in addition to all the tragedy my eyes have seen. I wish you could know the brotherhood and self-satisfaction of having saved a life or being able to be there in time of crisis. I wish you could understand what it feels like to have a little boy tugging at your arm asking, “Is Mommy okay?” not even being able to look in his eyes without tears from your own and not knowing what to say. Unless you have lived with this kind of life you will never truly understand or appreciate who I am, who we are, or what our job really means to us …I wish you could though. For those who are in EMS re-post. for those who aren’t, Like if you understand and support your local EMS. HAPPY EMS WEEK EVERYONE!
And a safe Memorial Day weekend for all.
Wow, that’s a very moving post, Linda, thanks.
Love your photos…… you have a definite draw towards those that show one looking through windows….a common theme in your photographs.
Hope your Memorial Day Weekend is filled with love, laughter and loved ones!
Such beautiful pictures! I think you should still call it the Eyesore because it’s ironic. And Eyecandy, Helena? That’s Denis, naturally. LOL
I was at the book store the other day and I was in the kids’ section and a book caught my eye. “Z is for Zamboni, a Hockey Alphabet”. I said to myself, “That’s gonna be in the Leary’s first grandchild’s library!”
Wow, is that beautiful!