Jackie phoned several months ago to attempt a coordination where we could meet during her spring trip to Utah where she was going to help her daughter move home from college for the summer.
We couldn't coordinate a meet up in Utah, but she had tickets to see a concert in June in Chicago. Could we come?
I am lucky enough in this life to have friends like Jackie and Pete. That's no small thing. They are rare birds.
You bet we can come!
Chicago was hot and friendly. We ate deep dish pizza and banana pudding. We spent a day in the Art Institute of Chicago. I could spend a week there. We rode the bus to the concert. Jack's favorite band warmed up the crowd. When I texted to tell him we were watching the Lumineers, he texted back "You are at a concert?" The details of our trip had escaped his attention. All he knew was that the folks were gone.
We sang and danced all night to the songs from our youth. By the time the concert was over and we were back in our hotel, it was 3 in the morning. With a flight leaving at 6 AM, we had missed our chance to sleep. We hung around until it made reasonable sense to leave for the airport and bid our farewells. Friendships like that are the stuff of life. We pulled into our driveway at 10:45. The kids were already at church. We couldn't wait to see them, so we changed our clothes and drove over to the chapel to find them.
A trip to remember, for sure.