This post is wildly overdue (what can I say? If graduate school were easy all socially-awkward lunatics would do it). We headed out to Chicago on the train a few weeks ago with this crazy, romantic notion that it is possible to travel within the United States as if it were a modern, civilized country with a maintained infrastructure and an understanding that sometimes people with luggage may want to get from one large, urban center to another without driving a car. This is unrealistic and would have resulted in a terrible mess of a trip were it not for the timely rescue of our great friends Fred & Jill.
They met us at Union Station, fed us, entertained us, loaned us Fred’s car for the weekend (!), played with Nora, came (along with our friends Peter and Leah) out to Evanston several times to play with us, and finally Fred saw us back to Union Station (carrying Nora’s car seat on his head) for our trip home. There is a tremendous joy and beauty in the world and much of it comes from friends like these.
