My parents moved so many times that I've lost track of them all. I come from a family of Irish vagabonds. They always used Allied Van Lines to move. My parents had the art of moving down to a science.
On their last move from Savannah, GA, back to Kansas City, my Dad loaded his red 1967 Camaro convertible into one of the moving trucks. In the trunk of the Camaro were his shotguns, .22 rifle, and ammo.
It all made it to KC okay.
I helped unload the large orange Allied Van. It was 105°F that day in KC and humid. I hope that doesn't happen to you.
When I was a sportswriter, I lived in four states in a span of two years. At my final stop, I was asked to write an introductory column to the readers in this new-to-me locale; despite being a baseball fan, I called "moving" America's true national pastime.
I hear that, since I've been married I've lived in two apartments (staring out) and I've owned six different homes. I swear, if I buy another one, I'm not selling this one, that way I can leave half the junk here. I'm only half kidding.
Winnetka (/wɪˈnɛtkə/) is a village in Cook County, Illinois, United States, 16 miles (26 km) north of downtown Chicago. The population was 12,475[2] as of the 2020 census. The village is one of the wealthiest places in the United States in terms of household income. It was the second-ranked Illinois community on Bloomberg's 2019 Richest Places Annual Index.[3] According to the U.S. Census Bureau, Winnetka's median household income exceeded $250,000 in 2022.[4]
Jeez, Brian, I had no idea you were that wealthy. LOL!
There is also a Winnetka, CA.
PS: Winnetka, IL, has the same population (and wealth) as Healdsburg, CA, where I live.
I used to spend a little bit of time in Winnetka Illinois, two of my best friends from my Frat days grew up there. The house I visited most often was owned by a CEO of Beatrice foods, it was a spectacular home and estate. The front door alone probably cost as much as my house. My buddies dad the owner was a great guy with a smoking hot trophy wife, liked his cigars and gave me a bunch of them in a humidor, didn't even get mad when we raided his wine cellar and drank five figures worth of booze. He did however make me move my truck because I had one tire on the grass. LOL
The school for that district is called New Trier, it was featured in the movie "The Breakfast Club".
I think they are so huge they probably have offices all over, mega corporation that owns about fifty different companies with hundreds of brands. Crazy huge conglomerate.
When that movie came out a lot of the kids were Dead Heads or more specifically "Touch of Grey Heads" as the old timers called them. My buddy showed me their high school year book and for a cover it had the famous Ice Cream on the forehead drawing, and inside were picture of all the seniors at the Dead shows at Alpine Valley, which was conveniently owned by my Uncle, so I'd been to their shows too. (one of my cousins owns it now).
Half those kids drove Saabs and BMW's, and half of them were painted dayglow flower power stuff. They smoked a ton of weed and dropped a lot of acid.
Lot's of coke at the house parties in Winnetka too, especially the preppier kids and the "mods" if you remember that bunch, always dressed in black and acted hip. New wave was big then too of course.
I went to a couple of bashes in the mansions you can see in the movie Pretty in Pink. Driving around in that area in my pickup got me pulled over a couple times. I thought for sure I was going to jail once, I wasn't drinking but I was far, far, far from straight. Rich people get their money's worth out of their cops I guess.
Another one of my friends lived in Northfield, it's just around the corner, it was just an affluent neighborhood, not many real mansions, say upper middle class.
All of Northfield has bars on the windows now and you couldn't pay me to live there. Back in the 80's it was fairly nice, as nice as most of the better areas around Detroit anyway.
I haven't been to Chicago in a couple decades but it was a very fun town back in the day or could be anyway. South side sucked even back then, Our dormitory resident assistant was from the South Side and was also our dealer, of course. LOL
You had an exciting time. In Lincoln, our amusements consisted of shooting rats by the RR tracks at Gooch's Mill or fishing for carp in the muddy Salt Creek.
Don't have too stressful of a move and hurry back to the substack.
As for the AR69 crowd, I'm honestly not sure what would move them to revolt, short of an economic collapse, I can't think of anything. Instead they will try to fix it by "voting harder" and crying louder when they don't get results This will continue until it's too late, then who knows where it will go.
I'd suggest the rats flee the sinking ship before the proles get their hands on them, that's if they crash this country badly enough.
Me, I'll keep my ammo dry, my guns oiled and my finger in the wind. Forewarned is forearmed and all that jazz.
T. L. Davis is correct. I personally have tried protests, petitions, voting, supporting the campaigns of good candidates, e.g., an honest candidate for county sheriff who would have fired the deputy who murdered Andy Lopez, and have gotten nowhere.
I've been to City Council meetings. I met a City Councilman, now the mayor, for a couple of beers years ago to discuss the future of our town. I got nowhere.
I still write to the mayor, he also is from Lincoln, Nebraska, like me, about the Eel River dam removals, and again, I got nowhere.
I'm an old gimpy man with health issues. I can't start a revolution.
I'll continue to write letters to the editor and support causes I believe in promoting liberty, peace, and prosperity, but it has been slow or non-existent progress so far.
Thanks! If we do, it will be a First!!
My parents moved so many times that I've lost track of them all. I come from a family of Irish vagabonds. They always used Allied Van Lines to move. My parents had the art of moving down to a science.
On their last move from Savannah, GA, back to Kansas City, my Dad loaded his red 1967 Camaro convertible into one of the moving trucks. In the trunk of the Camaro were his shotguns, .22 rifle, and ammo.
It all made it to KC okay.
I helped unload the large orange Allied Van. It was 105°F that day in KC and humid. I hope that doesn't happen to you.
When I was a sportswriter, I lived in four states in a span of two years. At my final stop, I was asked to write an introductory column to the readers in this new-to-me locale; despite being a baseball fan, I called "moving" America's true national pastime.
Allbest to you and yours as you ... play ball! 🙏
I hear that, since I've been married I've lived in two apartments (staring out) and I've owned six different homes. I swear, if I buy another one, I'm not selling this one, that way I can leave half the junk here. I'm only half kidding.
I sincerely hope you aren’t moving here, to Illinois…
BWAHAHAHA! No worries! Even I don't have enough ammo to make that move! Altho I always wanted to be The Big Noise from Winnetka!!
You and Bing’s brother…
Winnetka (/wɪˈnɛtkə/) is a village in Cook County, Illinois, United States, 16 miles (26 km) north of downtown Chicago. The population was 12,475[2] as of the 2020 census. The village is one of the wealthiest places in the United States in terms of household income. It was the second-ranked Illinois community on Bloomberg's 2019 Richest Places Annual Index.[3] According to the U.S. Census Bureau, Winnetka's median household income exceeded $250,000 in 2022.[4]
Jeez, Brian, I had no idea you were that wealthy. LOL!
There is also a Winnetka, CA.
PS: Winnetka, IL, has the same population (and wealth) as Healdsburg, CA, where I live.
I used to spend a little bit of time in Winnetka Illinois, two of my best friends from my Frat days grew up there. The house I visited most often was owned by a CEO of Beatrice foods, it was a spectacular home and estate. The front door alone probably cost as much as my house. My buddies dad the owner was a great guy with a smoking hot trophy wife, liked his cigars and gave me a bunch of them in a humidor, didn't even get mad when we raided his wine cellar and drank five figures worth of booze. He did however make me move my truck because I had one tire on the grass. LOL
The school for that district is called New Trier, it was featured in the movie "The Breakfast Club".
Fascinating! Yes, the wealthy are fussy about their lawns. My brother loved "The Breakfast Club".
Beatrice Foods was big in Lincoln, NE. I always thought it was based in Beatrice, Nebraska.
I think they are so huge they probably have offices all over, mega corporation that owns about fifty different companies with hundreds of brands. Crazy huge conglomerate.
When that movie came out a lot of the kids were Dead Heads or more specifically "Touch of Grey Heads" as the old timers called them. My buddy showed me their high school year book and for a cover it had the famous Ice Cream on the forehead drawing, and inside were picture of all the seniors at the Dead shows at Alpine Valley, which was conveniently owned by my Uncle, so I'd been to their shows too. (one of my cousins owns it now).
Half those kids drove Saabs and BMW's, and half of them were painted dayglow flower power stuff. They smoked a ton of weed and dropped a lot of acid.
Lot's of coke at the house parties in Winnetka too, especially the preppier kids and the "mods" if you remember that bunch, always dressed in black and acted hip. New wave was big then too of course.
I went to a couple of bashes in the mansions you can see in the movie Pretty in Pink. Driving around in that area in my pickup got me pulled over a couple times. I thought for sure I was going to jail once, I wasn't drinking but I was far, far, far from straight. Rich people get their money's worth out of their cops I guess.
Another one of my friends lived in Northfield, it's just around the corner, it was just an affluent neighborhood, not many real mansions, say upper middle class.
All of Northfield has bars on the windows now and you couldn't pay me to live there. Back in the 80's it was fairly nice, as nice as most of the better areas around Detroit anyway.
I haven't been to Chicago in a couple decades but it was a very fun town back in the day or could be anyway. South side sucked even back then, Our dormitory resident assistant was from the South Side and was also our dealer, of course. LOL
You had an exciting time. In Lincoln, our amusements consisted of shooting rats by the RR tracks at Gooch's Mill or fishing for carp in the muddy Salt Creek.
Don't have too stressful of a move and hurry back to the substack.
As for the AR69 crowd, I'm honestly not sure what would move them to revolt, short of an economic collapse, I can't think of anything. Instead they will try to fix it by "voting harder" and crying louder when they don't get results This will continue until it's too late, then who knows where it will go.
I'd suggest the rats flee the sinking ship before the proles get their hands on them, that's if they crash this country badly enough.
Me, I'll keep my ammo dry, my guns oiled and my finger in the wind. Forewarned is forearmed and all that jazz.
Have a safe move!!!!!
T. L. Davis is correct. I personally have tried protests, petitions, voting, supporting the campaigns of good candidates, e.g., an honest candidate for county sheriff who would have fired the deputy who murdered Andy Lopez, and have gotten nowhere.
I've been to City Council meetings. I met a City Councilman, now the mayor, for a couple of beers years ago to discuss the future of our town. I got nowhere.
I still write to the mayor, he also is from Lincoln, Nebraska, like me, about the Eel River dam removals, and again, I got nowhere.
I'm an old gimpy man with health issues. I can't start a revolution.
I'll continue to write letters to the editor and support causes I believe in promoting liberty, peace, and prosperity, but it has been slow or non-existent progress so far.