This week I asked the writers in my memoir classes to write a letter to past or future generations about how they’re feeling now, a week before the 2016 presidential election. Sharon Kramer lives near Wrigleyville, and I thought this piece she wrote about voting early last Sunday while Cub fans were gathering for the […]

Hey! An op-ed piece I wrote was published Monday in the New York Daily News, and much to my happy surprise, they didn’t edit out my favorite line of the whole thing: “Most of us aren’t fortunate enough to have a spouse named Mike.” (I can just imagine Cub fans across the country sighing in […]

Last week Beth posted about her humanitarian plan to remove me from Chicago while the Cubs played their first home World Series games since forever. Awhile ago, when it looked like the Cubs might just win the pennant, she determined that we’d go to the city of whatever American League team was in the Series. […]

If you follow this blog, you know my husband Mike likes baseball. You also know he doesn’t like the Cubs. Mike Knezovich is a Chicago White Sox fan. He does not think the ivy is cute — crying is OK in baseball, just not shrubbery. He doesn’t think naming a dog Wrigley is clever. He thinks the Cubs manager […]

I took a lot of cues from my late mother, Esther Knezovich, who was only too happy to provide them. For example, she’d lived in California in 1950 when Richard M. Nixon ran for the U.S. Senate against a woman named Helen Gahagan Douglas. Nixon smeared his opponent as a communist and won. My mom […]