Health Chicago Poems

It was 1968 we'd gathered again in the school auditorium my tiny hands sweating only five years old while my name was called in all...

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For the New Year, humble, with love,
I make a wish for you, in this great time,
I send it on the wings of a white dove,
With...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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       CLOSING TIME AT THE PUB


The joy, the camaraderie, the smoke.
The great ale, my great friends in Chicago.
Old Town,...

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the health of the family
reflects the health of the city
broken families=broken cities
fix your family=heal your break...

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