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| Breaking in the Friday night skate season with a salute to part of what makes Chicago famous: the "EL"evated. A bit of a chilly night until we get under way, where Tom's smokin' route keeps us warm and happy. |
A few early burbs. |
The first of many smiling Kevin shots; Philip too. |
Becky sans Pj's |
Linda and Rosemarie, dressed just a bit too warm. |
Ah that first speech of the year, "stop at all red lights please." |
Well-l-l, do I know anyone in this shot? |
On the roll
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Ah, the smiles of happy consumers. Makes you feel good doesn't Tom? |
Meet me under the tracks, young lady. |
Tom, goes over some history. . . |
as we skate under it. |
Almost summer. . . |
but the sweaters are a dead giveaway |
I need to know more names from this crew; sorry guys and gals |
Judy and the bobarazzi |
OK, I'm going to try here, Sonya & Jennifer? at Melvin's |
The boys drink up as Philip checks the phone |
My reaction to anyone who comments about typos on my web site; you should feel lucky it's here at all. By the way Ray, I hear you do a mean "Crocodile Rock", and thanks for the tips on the typos. |
