The way it should go
Today, the puppy and I drove to Wicker Park to go to the dog park. I couldn't get at Damen/Milwaukee/North: traffic was blocked on all sides. Eventually, we parked on Division and walked over, and there, up and down Milwaukee Avenue as far as I could see, were people marching in honor of the Pope's burial. I'd say a thousand, easy, all walking calmly, serenly, some holding red and white flags, others holding photographs of the Pope, some holding kids, holding hands, arm in arm, all quiet, some singing softly and they kept coming. And coming. I stood on the corner and could see people and flags all the way up to Western and on, and all the way down to Ashland and on. And whatever I think of Catholicism specifically and organzied religion as a whole, that march was very, very beautiful. Peaceful and respectful, sad yet still celebratory, all these bodies moving in mass to show their solidarity.