Tuesday, April 23, 2019

THE CHICAGO NAKED BIKE RIDE

I took some photos just to see what I look like for the ride, and I hope I get a suntan by June 4th. The ride is all about body positivity and bicycle awareness, so I'm being body positive by posting some practice photos.











Saturday, April 20, 2019

THE OAK LAWN EASTER TORNADO: APRIL 21, 1967

Often called the Belvidere tornado, it has always seemed weird to me. That town had as many dead as in our area, and a lot of housing was destroyed, but Belvidere is up near the Wisconsin border. Don't combine the two.

Regardless, I can recall the day because there were high winds everywhere and no one was allowed to go out to play. I was eight and wasn't even allowed across the street. Just as well, as the tornado struck less than a mile from my block, killing people in traffic and inside of a restaurant serving Easter dinner.








Tuesday, April 16, 2019

NOTRE DAME, OUR MOTHER

The closest church I could imagine to hurting over when I watched the images of the fire would be that of St. Stanislaus Kostka here in Chicago, a church so revered that the Kennedy Expressway had to curve around it.








Thursday, April 11, 2019

MY DAD'S OLD POLICE TRENCHCOAT AND MY FLOYDS KNOBS SLICKER

This came up when a friend and I were discussing Steve Carella, the main character in Ed McBain's 87th Precinct series. I sent him these photos and told him that is how you would see most cops when they are wearing suits out in the rain or at funerals, none of this all black crap you see on TV and in films.
Our weirdo store HOBO closed, and they had all sorts of oddities on the cheap. I bought the rain slicker as much for the low price as for it saying Floyds Knobs IN on it, which is indeed a real town. Near French Lick, which is an entirely different story.






Wednesday, April 10, 2019

HIAWATHA AND CHIPPEWA APARTMENTS, STILL LOOKING GOOD



Right next to this complex was the office of James Schiappa, who repaired my arm after it was broken in the accident of 1989.

Saturday, April 6, 2019

THE BEST OF THE SCREAM FACTORY

This is a beautiful book.  THE SCREAM FACTORY was a wonderful magazine. I was lucky enough to have a story in the 25th Anniversary of the NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD issue. My story was illustrated by the late HEF (Harry Fassl). The story will be reprinted in Crossroad Press's upcoming RAPID TRANSIT VOLUME TWO. The magazine was known for columns, essays, and book reviews. The best of the best is in this huge volume of six hundred pages.

My typing skills have worsened of late, but I plan to do a follow-up on this book, including photos of some of the art and mentioning specific columns and writers dear to me. CD Publications and Richard Chizmar published this giant thing, and it was edited, as was the magazine, by the lustful Peter Enfantino, the huggable John Scoleri, and the bedazzled Robert Morrish. Here's my story and what this book looks like. It is uncanny how much I look like Peter as we peer over the top of the cover, states and weeks apart.