As a fellow (former in my case) Chicagoan, you may appreciate this anecdote. In either 1976 or 1977 (can't remember which), I went on a short road trip from Oak Park to DeKalb to see a fellow OPRFHS grad and member of the DG (drama group, as we called ourselves, reclaiming our identity from the "greasers" and jocks who often referred to us as "those drama f---." One of our own was playing the role of the detective and we wanted to support him. It and he was quite good: Dan Castellaneta--wonder whatever happened to him?
