We started the day early. We met our son at his house and then we all left for Chicago to attend a block party fund-raiser for the local American Legion. Of course the traffic was horrible, as it seemingly always is in Chicago. There were a lot of low-lying clouds that hung over the skyline and hid the top of the Sears Tower. (I don't think it's called the Sears Tower anymore, but I don't know what it was changed to. It'll always be the Sears Tower to us.)
The block party was in a quaint Chicago neighborhood called Boys Town. The American Legion Post was on the corner and the block party actually only covered about a half a block. Rick plays drums for his company's band. They call themselves "The Deliverables." Cute. They play cover versions of popular rock classics, and they're very good! We haven’t heard Rick play drums since Jim’s 50th birthday party, which was a LONG time ago! :) He sure sounded great! We're so proud of him.
"The Deliverables," with Rick on the drums.
There was a couple games to play, along with some really good grilled brats and burgers. And of course beer and other beverages. The Deliverables was the first of a series of bands that were scheduled to play all day and throughout the evening.
Jack, Jim, Laura and Joey.
Jack and Grandma
Rick gave Jack his first lessons in chess. For a six year old he sure learns quick. A few more games and he’ll have the moves down.
When we got back to the house we assembled a model rocket that Rick bought for jack.
Then we went to a ball field at a local school to launch it. I was amazed how far up it went.
It was a little too windy for the size of the field we were in, and after the rocket soared way, way up and then started to float down under its parachute, the wind carried it into a nearby neighborhood. We followed it as best we could, then hiked over to where we thought it landed. But with the tall trees all around, and not wanting to traipse all over people's yards, we were unable to find it. Rick says he’ll get another one, and next time he'll put a note on it with his phone number in case he loses it again and someone finds it.
We called it a day and had dinner at Culver's, then headed home. The sun was setting and it was right in my eyes, and I got in a wrong lane and wandered off of I-80 and onto another expressway. We now have a couple more tolls charged to our E-Z Pass because of our foul up. Oh well, what's another 30 cents here and there. We finally got home and turned on the NASCAR race at Bristol. It’s one of our favorite tracks.