Reinventing Invention

Let me tell you something. I’m from Chicago. I don’t break.

Eventually, I think Chicago will be the most beautiful great city left in the world.

My first day in Chicago, September 4, 1983. I set foot in this city, and just walking down the street, it was like roots, like the motherland. I knew I belonged here.

I adore Chicago. It is the pulse of America.

Here was a city which had no tradition but was making them, and this was the very thing that everyone seemed to understand and rejoice in. Chicago was like no other city in the world, so said they all.

Nothing that either man or nature can do, apparently, can check the growth of this city that has spread back from the lake like a prairie fire…Young as she is, Chicago has become the pace-maker of the world.

In the midst of a calamity without parallel in the world’s history, looking upon the ashes of thirty years’ of accumulations, the people of this once beautiful city have resolved that CHICAGO SHALL RISE AGAIN!

We Are a Multi-Ethnic, Multi-Racial, Multi-Language City and That is Not a source To Negate But Really A Source of Pride, Because It Adds Stability and Strenth To A Metropolitan City as Large as Ours.

Chicago almost defies interpretation. In many ways Chicago is like a snake that sheds its skin every thirty years or so and puts on a new coat to conform to a new reality.