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  • I took this picture last October, while visiting Chicago; the place of my birth. A place that has, all but forgotten me, as cities, in their hurried rudeness, tend to do when you have the gall to leave them. A very intimidating fact.
    I was staying at my friend Sue's house in the suburbs. She doesn't "go into the city anymore" so I took the subway into the loop from the large Rosemont terminal, every day. and she would pick me up at that busy suburban port, at night after she got of work and I had enough for the day, of being squished into full El-trains and pushed by hurried people. Walking across the parking lot full of buses pushing through the shoulders and elbows of commuters on their tired journey home, I looked up and froze in the presence of the most perfect rainbow I had ever seen. The bus/train terminal is in the path of an O'Hare runway so I watched for a while as one after another airplanes flew through it. I took out my camera and stood in the middle parking lot where people stared at and walked around me until they too looked up and froze along side me. I took picture after picture till I finally caught a plane right under it. A man near me watched and asked as I put the the camera down "Did you get it?"
    "Yeah" I said, smiling back, as we and so many, not complete strangers, now, around us stood together in that perfect moment.
    Sue beeped for me to cross the parking lot over to her car she said "Did you see that rainbow?"
    "Yes" I said "I did."
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