Park it

It’s been a busy day here at work, not much to report except for my two new bulletin boards that look just lovely.

Now, after all we’ve been through this week, writing and shame and stories I refuse to tell…I want to say one thing. One thing that is very important to me. One thing that I cannot understand or condone.

If you have not been to Millennium Park.

Go.

If you have big words to say about how you don’t care, how we spent too much money, how everyone is just talking and it’s no big deal.

Call me, comment on my post, write me an email, do something and I will change your mind in the blink of an eye. (Too cliché for Stephen King probably “blink of an eye”). But it’s true. And I will.

I’m taking a friend there tonight, a friend who said he didn’t care, who hasn’t even been there yet (how do you not care without even seeing it first?). I’m going to teach him to see the beauty of Millennium Park, I’m going to explain the myths surrounding how much money it costs.

I’m going to show him the pure joy of Crown Fountain (the one with all the faces) while it’s still warm out. Crown Fountain was one of the things I just wasn’t sure about. Until summer hit. Then I understood. If you don’t know what I mean, get there, and get there fast.

The Bean and its beautiful reflection of the Michigan Avenue Cliff Wall and how the reason it took so long, is before when they were smoothing it out, the image was disjointed, the buildings a little out of focus. And that’s why it has to be perfected, so it will reflect the city so beautifully.

The gardens, the pavilion, the quick drying grass.

If none of these make any sense to you, find me, contact me and I will show you the other side of skepticism.

I will show you the beauty that has arrived here in Chicago, and the history of what makes it so especially cool.

I will show you Millennium Park.