winnetka is a very sweet, very small town on the edge of lake michigan, scant miles but many years away from the modern world.  everyone knows everyone else.  the word “appropriate” is used a lot and not in any sort of ironic way.  education is important.  it’s why we’re here.  and i haven’t spent a lot of time here in the past year and a half even though i love my little home.  

the windshield on my car was blown out and dealing with geico and safelight is a little like dealing with the two of the three stooges.  but one day the pratfalls will stop and i’ll get my car back and can hit the road.  in the meantime, i realize i am home for one of winnetka’s most cherished holiday weeks. .. .