During the summer of 1998, I separated from my now ex-wife. During that summer, I would go to different bars and restaurants to eat dinner and have a couple of beers.
I started going to Willie's in Kenwood because it wasn't smoky, the food was decent and reasonably priced and the beer was cold.
After going in there for a few months I was introduced to a lot of people who ultimately became my great friends; Tony, Rick, Chris, The Unabomber, Karen, Matt, Jeff, Mike and Mizzi, Dan, Joe, Byron, Andrea, Jamie, What about Bob, Holly, Tashia, Dana, Dave, Ken, Marie, Vernon, Shane, Lisa, Pilot Dave, Mike, Mike, Mike and Mike.
Now, after ten years, the straw that stirs the drink, my friend Tony, has finally pulled up his stakes and is moving to Chicago today.
They say that people come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime and that you need to figure out which one it is.
My hope is that Tony's friendship will be a lifetime.
Good luck in Chicago Tony and good luck with that 1739% sales tax in Cook County.