20-Something

“Remember when we broke into Union Station?”

“Oh gawd.”

“You guys broke into Union Station?”

“It was forty below. We were cold.”

“How does that even happen?”

“It was New Years Eve. It was Stacey’s bright idea to take the train. What year was that?”

“’92? ’93?”

“Gawd.”

“Remember what we did then?”

“What did you do then?”

“Well. Todd tried to call a cab, which didn’t work. So then Rob called 9-1-1, which apparently had no interest in the fact that we’d just broken into Union Station.”

“Then what?”

“For awhile we did wheelchair races. Then we found the stairs and re-enacted The Untouchables.”

“What?”

“There’s this famous move scene where Elliot Ness is in this big shootout. Then the cops showed up. The real cops.”

“Wow. How do you top that?”

“Tell him about the hotpants in Lincoln Park. Go ahead, tell him.”

“We are NOT talking about that.”

150 words

This has been an edition of What Pegman Saw. To read more stories inspired by the location, click here.

Excuse the trip down memory lane. I have so many Chicago memories, but this is a favorite.

PS Mom, did I ever mention this?

PPS To those of you who see the InLinks–OMW the hair. My hair was as big as I was. What was I thinking?

15 Comments

  1. This is a fantastic story. Succinct and hilarious and told with inimitable style. Well done.

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    1. Aw, thanks. I was trying to think of a way to get the story out. When all else fails, dialogue. 😉

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  2. Dialogue, and the way you formatted it worked perfectly. I love this! BUT I also want to know about the hot pants…

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    1. Lol, some things must remain unspoken!

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  3. Love it. Great format.

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  4. Great story, I relate. Sounds like a fun night and good memories 🙂

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  5. Dear Karen,

    I’d really love to know more about this one. I think it trumps wading in the fountain in Kansas City’s Loose Park in the middle of the night. 😉 Well written. The dialogue flows naturally.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    1. Ooooh that sounds like a great story! Someday I’ll trade my Nee Orleans story for your Kansas City story ;-). Thanks for reading.

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  6. Some things are best left unsaid (or unwritten).

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    1. Indeed! Thanks for reading.

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  7. Oh, that is funny. Sounds like something I might have done… ach, shh, bear, you don’t want to let them know what you did back in the day… Anyway, youth is the time for grand adventures! Really enjoyed reading about yours… someday, maybe, I might tell the tale of the… sh* someone’s reading over my shoulder gotta go

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    1. Your comment made me grin! I think you’re going to have to sneak back later and spill the beans about your adventure(s)!

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      1. If I can find a picture of the building, I just might, though it’s not in Chicago. 🙂

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  8. Yes, when all else fails there is dialogue. And how! And wow! Beautifully nostalgic tale superbly written.

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