Dear Everyone,
The 4th of July has come and gone. I skipped the Hinsdale parade, instead going
to the dojo, where we have an annual memorial class in honor of Sensei Toyoda,
who died on July 4. I don’t know why we
don’t celebrate his birthday, which happens to be November 8. Afterwards, I came home, watched Argentina
beat Belgium in soccer, had a nap, and then drove to Highland Park with Cindy
and Nicola (Jasper was hanging out with some swim friends in Clarendon Hills) to
have dinner at Northmoor, hosted by Barbara and Roger, and where we were joined
by Harry and Arlene Feiger, and Vanessa, Evelyn, and Theo. Vanessa and her kids had arrived at the club
much earlier than we had, and occupied themselves on camels, ponies, miniature trains,
bean bag throws, and giant hamster balls.
We had the usual excellent Northmoor cook-out of burgers, corn, ribs,
shrimp, salmon, sausages, numerous salads, and deserts.
We left shortly after dinner, and after a short sojourn at
home, went south to Lemont, where Jami Walloch, one of my colleagues, put on an
impressive fireworks display in his backyard with $600 of Indiana
fireworks. It didn’t take long for his
purchases to go up in smoke. Jami’s
party had started in the mid-afternoon, and we were definitely the late
arrivals at 9 PM, so we didn’t really get to meet any of the other people at
the party, although I did spend some time with Adam Riker and Barb Krueger, two
of the breast surgeons at Christ they give us a lot of business. After the fireworks we had some home-made key
lime pie made by Jami’s wife Caroline, saw Jami’s impressive tattoos, and went
home.
I was pretty slothful on Saturday. Jasper had swim practice in the morning; he
left 15 minutes early so I could take him to Iaido (Japanese sword) class while
I went to Tai Chi. In the afternoon we
watched Netherlands just barely beat Costa Rico in a shoot-out; Costa Rico
played an excellent defensive game - - what the US tried to do against Belgium.
So, I, and probably a million others, predicted Brazil, Germany and Argentina
correctly as semi-finalists, with Netherlands a bit of a surprise. I think Germany will beat the Brazilians,
especially as one of their stars, Neymar, cracked one of his upper vertebrae in
the last minutes of the game against Columbia. And I predict that Argentina
will beat the Dutch, and will also beat Germany.
Last Monday Cindy and I drove to the Armitage/Halsted area
to have dinner with an old Yale friend, Rachel Toor, and her old roommate, Val Chang,
Val’s 10-years old daughter, Ivy, and Nicola.
Rachel is a creative writing professor at University of Washington in
Spokane, and the author of several books - - she is my second most famous
friend, after Elizabeth Kolbert. Rachel
is also an accomplished marathon and ultra-marathon runner, and has a regular
column in some running magazines. Her
latest book has just come out, it’s a coming-of-age novel; the main character
is a teenager who takes up running after getting denied admission to
college. Anyway, if you’re interested,
you can go to http://racheltoor.com/
.
Val Chang went into finance out of college, but somehow
found her way into the MacArthur Foundation, where she works on policy
issues. She vaguely knows Jonathan
Leight, but he is on the money-making side, whereas she is on the giving-away
part of the business. Her daughter Ivy
is pretty cute and precocious. Val’s partner,
Ian, was in Boston, so we didn’t get to meet him. We ate at a tasty but noisy pizzeria, Stella
Barra (http://www.stellabarra.com/) near Val’s rehabbed condo. Cindy and I remarked that this area has gentrified
quite a bit in the last 25 years - - Cindy once lived a few blocks North of Val’s
address, and at the time she was at the southern limit of safety. I think the Pritzkers, Crowns, and others bought
up a lot of this real estate and turned it around.
We drove Nicola back to Hyde Park, and on the way back to
Hinsdale got caught by part of a strong storm.
Our electricity went out for about twelve hours, although I know some
people in the area lost power for several days.
Love, H.


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