Sitting at my little folding table/desk in the ManNook yesterday, everything was pretty quiet, shaping up to be another long day of job searching, letter writing and desperation.
Then the fighter jets started buzzing the neighborhood.
One after another, jets zoomed loudly overhead, rattling the windows and setting off car alarms. Hicks that we are, we rushed to the windows each time the rumbling started and watched military fighters twisting in the air.
Just another day in the big city? Anti-terror drills by the Air Force? Rich Chicagoans commuting by private jet? Anything seemed possible, but it was all just noisy preparations for the Air & Water Show taking place today.
With bad weather on the way and K's natural fear of big crowds, we won't be going. Besides, we've had enough already.
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