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Chicago to San Francisco, Part 1

Posted on by Pete Schloss

 

It’s been over 50 years since I called Chicago’s south suburbs “home“. Calumet City, South Holland, and finally Crete. 

Until five years ago there was a place and a person that welcomed me “home“. Then my mother passed from this life to…? She is still in my contacts and I saved her last voicemail message to me. Rarely a day go by that I do not hear her voice in my heart, “… Peter Michael…!“

Christine and I are in Chicago for four nights, enjoying the sites and activities of the downtown. We flew in and do not have a car. This is perhaps the first time that I have not visited “home“ and connected with old friends here. 

We have not been idle. A visit to the Field Museum, a water taxi to Chinatown, an evening at the theater, an afternoon of baseball at Wrigley Field, THE CUBS! Of course, there are the dining experiences and relaxed stays at two upscale downtown hotels, The Club Quarters River Hotel and the Korean themed L7 Hotel.

All of this is a prelude to a 52+ hour cross-country train journey via Amtrak. Christine and I have taken overnight sleeper trains many times in Europe, but none of this duration or with these amenities. We have a private compartment with bath and shower. There is private dining, an observation car (should we grow tired of our own picture window), and a steward assigned to our compartment (yes, room service!). The train stops will include Omaha (Nebraska), Denver and Winter Park (Colorado), Salt Lake City (Utah), Reno (Nevada), and our final destination, San Francisco, California.

We could have planned overnight stays in any of those cities but chose to take the entire route as a continuous journey for the experience. We imagine that there will be delays since passenger trains in the United States take second priority to freight trains. We will spend four nights in San Francisco before flying home to Kansas City.

What follows here is a diary and visual buffet of our time in The Windy City:

We flew into Chicago via Southwest Airlines. Cramped, relatively unpleasant, but inexpensive and tolerable for a little over an hour in the air. 

Chicago features excellent commuter transport. A three day pass on all Chicago Transit Authority services cost us $15 apiece. It took us about 30 minutes to train from Midway airport to the downtown Loop. 

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On day one we had enough time in the afternoon to visit parts of Chicago’s Field Museum. To do it justice one really needs a day.

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The real big “bird”!

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Depressing.

The “Museum Campus“ includes the Field Museum, Museum of Science and Industry, Adler Planetarium, and the Shedd Aquarium. To take in all of these one would need an entire weekend.

A visit to the Millennium Park and the “Bean“ was a must. Just to the south is the Chicago Art Institute, which we have previously visited.

We have achieved over 15,000 steps each day, but it hardly seems like an effort as the weather and scenery have been so pleasant.

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Highlights of day two included a river taxi to Chinatown with late lunch. 

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This was followed by an extraordinary evening downtown at the theater. 

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We spent two hours enthralled by the production of Hadestown (nominated for 14 Tony Awards). If this ever comes to your community it is a must see!

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Day three found us at Chicago’s Wrigley Field to watch the Cubs lose to the San Francisco Giants.

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We were 12 rows up from the field and I came within 3 feet of fielding a fly ball.

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Earlier in the day I had learned that a high school friend (Crete-Monee class of 1970) would be at the game. Among the thousands of spectators we sought out and found classmate Bobbi Decker for a brief reunion.

Our original plan had been to spend four nights at the Club Quarters River Hotel. The accommodations were acceptable and concierge,Jock, was a delight!

However, we decided to look for something more upscale for the final 2 nights. We secured a suite of rooms at the Korean themed L7 Hotel, and all I could say was “Wow“! It was a good move.

The guest lounge. 

Our bedroom. Our adjoining living room was nearly the same size. 

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Dinner at The Evie Restaurant on Michigan Avenue capped off a memorable third day.

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Christine ordered a fillet and I enjoyed a Lake Superior whitefish. 

Day four and we took a long leisurely stroll up, down, and around “The Magnificent Mile”, Michigan Avenue.

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The iconic Chicago Water Tower was the only building to survive the Great Chicago Fire of 1871.

The interior of the water pumping station across from the water tower. These works are over 150 years old. 

I haven’t seen the combination of these two in years! 

Looking up at the 100 story tall John Hancock Center. 

During the sojourn we learned the identity of the new Pope. The city was abuzz with the news that one of its own was the new Pontiff, Leo XIV! “Da Pope” (that’s Chicago speak) and I grew up at the same time a few miles apart in neighboring parishes.

Of course, there was some shopping.

We were fortunate to secure a late afternoon reservation at Pizzeria Portofino on the river.

The food and ambiance were excellent, but the real highlight was our server, Ellee.

It was only her third shift but she handled the packed venue like a seasoned veteran. Ellee is looking forward the development of her business (interior design and organizing home and office environments). Near to our hearts is her upcoming trip to Portugal and Spain.

To Ellee’s mom: Be proud, you raised her well!

Day four concluded with a stroll down Chicago’s River Walk, the setting sun to our backs and a cold Lake Michigan wind in our faces…

…But at the end of this long day it was Richardo who served the BEST martinis!

Tomorrow begins Part 2, we board our train to San Francisco.

Peace Everyone. Pete

PS. Upon reflection this occurred to me, 1972. I was barely 20 years old and it was 2 years before I met Christine. I was passenger on a couple of other notable train trips: London to Paris; at the English Channel the train was uncoupled in segments and rolled into an ocean ferry. We crossed the Channel, dining on deck above and sleeping in our train compartments below. Later that summer I travelled on the Orient Express, 23 hours Belgrad Yugoslavia to Paris France (2nd class, and nothing like in the movies. It was brutal).

Kidnapped and Missing!

Posted on by Pete Schloss

 

On October 14, 1987, infant Jessica McClure fell into a well in her aunt’s backyard. For 56 hours heroic efforts were undertaken to save the child. The tragedy garnered worldwide attention. Then President Ronald Reagan said, “Everybody in America became godmothers and godfathers of Jessica while this was going on.” Those who remember breathed a communal sigh of relief when she was brought to the surface, alive. She was later a guest of President George Bush in the White House.

This is but one example of our nation pausing to feel vicarious fear and loss at the plight of a helpless soul in peril of loss of life. Mine disasters, airline crashes, vessels sinking…  We feel for the victim, the victim’s family, and for each other at daring to imagine, “That could be one of us”.

On March 15, 2025, the United States forcibly removed 29-year-old Kilmar “Abrego” Garcia from the United States to an El Salvador prison. Abrego held legal status to be in the United States as conferred upon him by a US Immigration Court in 2011. His expulsion and imprisonment occurred without being advised of the cause, without an opportunity to be heard, and without Judicial Review, otherwise known as Due Process of Law.

At the time of his confinement Abrego was married and was the father of their 5-year-old child. Both his wife and child are US citizens. He was employed as a Union apprentice sheet metal worker (SMART International Union, Local 100).

  Abrego’s wife has subsequently pursued relief through Federal Court. The US District Court found, “”Defendants (the United States) seized Abrego Garcia without any lawful authority; held him in three separate domestic detention centers without legal basis; failed to present him to any immigration judge or officer; and forcibly transported him to El Salvador in direct contravention of [immigration law].” She also said that while there were previous assertions that Abrego Garcia was a member of MS-13, the government has presented “no evidence” Abrego Garcia was a member of MS-13 and had essentially abandoned that argument in her court.

The Government appealed to the US Court of Appeals for the 4th Circuit. In its unanimous opinion it stated: “[The Government] has no legal authority to snatch a person who is lawfully present in the United States off the street and remove him from the country without due process … The Government’s contention otherwise, and its argument that the federal courts are powerless to intervene, are unconscionable.”

The Government then appealed to the US Supreme Court which found: “”The United States acknowledges that Abrego Garcia was subject to a withholding order forbidding his removal to El Salvador, and that the removal to El Salvador was therefore illegal.”  In a concurring opinion Justice Sotomayor observed, “The Government’s argument, moreover, implies that it could deport and incarcerate any person, including U.S. citizens, without legal consequence, so long as it does so before a court can intervene.

Although abandoning its identification of Abrego as a gang member, the taint remains as a “bullseye” on his back making him a target for violence at the hands of various gangs where he is incarcerated. The U.S. is paying El Salvador $6 million per year to jail American deportees at the Terrorism Confinement Center (Centro de Confinamiento del Terrorismo, CECOT).

El Salvador’s Terrorism Confinement Center

CECOT is one of the largest prisons in the world. Abrego, if he is still alive, finds himself in a 57-acre facility designed to house 40,000 inmates in 8 cell blocks. Each of the 32 cells per block can house 156 inmates. The cells are equipped with four-level metal bunks with no mattresses or sheets, with two toilets and two washbasins for the 156 detainees. Each prisoner is thus allocated 6.5 square feet of floor space.

Upon remand of the case to the US District Court the Trump administration has failed and/or refused to seek Abrego’s return, arguing that he is alive, but “He is detained pursuant to the sovereign, domestic authority of El Salvador.”

Having people “disappear” has long been associated with 3rd world despots and dictators. If there is one victim, then there can be more. If this can occur to legally present non-citizens, then (as noted by one Supreme Court Justice) it can occur to citizens. If this becomes just another news story to be forgotten in favor of the next news story, then we give our approval by silence.

Instead, these events should be given the exposure and deep emotional impact that the plight of Jessica McClure received in 1987. It is only through echoing outrage that outlives the “news-cycle” that restorative action will occur.

 
“There can be no peace in the World unless there is Justice” – Martin Luther King, Jr.
Peter Schloss

 

St. Teresa’s Academy

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A few blocks from our home in Kansas City is St. Teresa’s Academy (STA). This premier private all-girls high school was founded in 1866 by the Sisters of St. Joseph of Carondelet. It is located on a parklike 20-acre campus.

6 years ago, our then 5th grade granddaughter, Delaney, told Christine that she hoped to attend St. Teresa’s in high school. Her resolve was such that Grandmother Christine interceded with the administration on Delaney’s behalf to arrange for her to participate in the annual “shadow day” as a 6th grader. Normally reserved for 8th graders, Delaney was welcomed again in the 7th and finally the 8th grade. Her determination, good grades, and community service resulted in her admission to the Freshman class at STA in 2023.

Last week Christine and I joined Delaney, and her friend Phoebe, for Grandparents Day at STA.

Phoebe, Christine, Me, and Delaney.

Hundreds of grandparents enjoyed coffee and sweets before joining their granddaughters for Mass and a campus tour. We were proud to be Phoebe’s “grandparents for a day”.

550 young women attend St. Teresa’s Academy. Strong in academics, the school features over 125 course offerings which include advance placement (AP) classes through Rockhurst University, St. Louis University, and the University of Missouri at Kansas City. Over 98% of STA students proceed directly on to 4-year college and university studies.

The student body and faculty are diverse and inclusive, originating from varied cultural, racial, ethnic and economic backgrounds. Although a school guided by Catholic faith and social principles, girls from all faith traditions are welcomed.

STA is equally strong in athletics. The campus features a state-of-the-art gymnasium and outdoor track/sports complex. STA girls compete at the highest level in basketball, cross country, soccer, volleyball, track, golf, softball, swimming, tennis, dance, lacrosse, and most recently wrestling.

As a 5th grader Delaney declared her intention to someday become a “pediatric orthopedic surgeon”. Perhaps that ambition was driven by her frequent contact with health care professionals in her early years. Delaney is one of three surviving quadruplets. She and her siblings were born very early and very tiny. To look at Delaney, Britton and Simon today one would never suspect their struggles to survive their first year.

Grandchildren, Britton, Simon, and Delaney with their little sister, Lennon.

It is all too common for people of my generation to criticize today’s youth. The misdeeds of some young people make for sensational fodder in the news cycle. However, the real story too often untold, is that the future will be in good hands with these leaders of tomorrow… if the leaders of today don’t trash it all first.

Peace Everyone. Pete

 

The Emperor‘s Clothes

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I recently read a brief essay by an apologist for our President. He argued that people were only losing “built up equity” in their investments and not “actual money” in the rapid downturn of the markets. It got me to thinking:

We have assets in which we have no expectation of growth. We accept that they “depreciate“. Cars, furniture, and all sorts of stuff. Occasionally, one of these assets becomes a collectible, and the value can actually rise. Art, a rare coin, or an antique automobile. If that asset is lost, destroyed, or stolen, the asset’s owner is deemed to have lost the increased value, and not just the original investment. Similarly, there are assets we acquire that we are hopeful will increase in value. A home is the most common example. Again, if the asset is destroyed, it is the increased value and not the original investment that is deemed the lost value. Insurance is typically purchased to cover the actual value of these assets and not just the original investment.

With regard to financial investments, FDIC insurance covers the original deposit AND accumulated interest in most bank and savings accounts, up to a certain limit. Rating agencies (like Standard and Poor) publicly evaluate bonds for risk to principal AND interest, from investment grade to “junk”. Publicly traded stocks and mutual funds are required to publish information to enable investors to evaluate the risk to principal AND gain.

It is a fiction to distinguish loss as somehow being less painful if it is interest, gain, or “equity”. If the loss was within the ambit of known or knowable risk then the investor is presumed to have accepted that risk. These can include natural disasters, general economic downturns, bankruptcy, and even war. The investor may also rely upon the factors that weigh in favor of the assumption of the risk. Such factors may include the stability of the company, the stability of the government, its leaders, and its institutions.

As the President said within the last 24 hours, he is being guided by his “gut feelings” and “instincts“. He is not being guided by experts or government institutions. That one man can by his whims influence markets in such a dramatic way is not a typical risk assumed by investors. The shock and distress that the President’s “instinct“ driven decisions are causing are not limited to the unsophisticated investor, but extend to the most sophisticated of investors.

People are rightly fearful that the institutions they have relied on in making their money decisions are failing them. Yes, we see that the Emperor has no clothes. We also see that the Emperor doesn’t care.

Peace Everyone. Pete

Both Sides of the Island

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“…Women and children dying in the streets
And we’re still at it in our own place
Still trying to reach the future through the past
Still trying to carve tomorrow from a tombstone…

…Up here we sacrifice our children
To feed the worn-out dreams of yesterday
And teach them dying will lead us into glory…”

(From The Island, a song by Paul Brady)

In 2018, Christine and I were in Belfast, Northern Ireland. We had heard about the (unadvertised) “Black Taxi tours“. We were able to book one through the clerk at our small hotel.

Arranging for the tour felt a bit “cloak and dagger”. The cab driver would be first name only and no fee was quoted, “Pay at the end what you think it was worth”. Cash only.

At the arranged time, a taxicab (not black) pulled up to the front of the hotel. The driver was pleasant, extending his hand in greeting, and ushered us into the rear of the cab. He provided us with his first name, but no other details.

For the better part of the afternoon, he drove us to many of the locations and sites relevant to “The Troubles”, along with a knowledgeable running commentary.

His narrative was matter of fact and dispassionate. This was in stark contrast to the subject matter which included terrorist bombings, assassinations and judicially sanctioned executions.

Earlier in our trip: The spot at Kilmainham Gaol in Dublin where most of the leaders of the 1916 Easter Rebellion were executed by firing squad.

One of the efforts to whitewash the protest murals.

At the end of the tour we were emotionally drained. As I peeled off British Pound notes for payment he asked us, “Do you think that my loyalties rest with the Republic (of Ireland) or the Unionists (United Kingdom)?” Christine and I looked at each other and said that we didn’t know. “Then I have done my job.” He accepted our payment with gratitude and left.

Reflecting on the experience I am struck by the cab driver’s ability to express the facts of the cataclysm known as “The Troubles”, shorn of personal opinion and emotion.

I wonder if I could do the same for a foreign visitor in describing the current situation in our country.

Peace Everyone. Pete

PS. Upon further reflection I believe that on some issues I could follow the example of the cab driver. I believe that I could set out an even-handed narrative of the competing arguments regarding: Immigration, Border Security, Health Care, Wealth Distribution, Abortion, Education, the Federal Debt… to name a few. Not because I believe in the rightness of both sides, but because I have listened to both sides. Unlike the “Black Cab” driver, on some issues I feel morally bound not to allow an expression of neutrality be misunderstood as acceptance of that which I do not believe.

The images are of huge murals, a form of protest in Belfast.

Christine standing in front of the mural, “The Woman’s Quilt

“The Island” a song about “The Troubles” by Paul Brady