April 2012
Greetings Chicago,
For three years I've resided within your borders and loved you from the very start. I came to you in search of excitement and diversity and you delivered in excess. I fled the Western Suburbs, escaping boredom and uniformity, and arrived in Wicker Park, that hipster haven on the Western edge of town, where music and arts abound, but yuppies are taking over. You gave me a new experience with a car break-in and diverse neighbors who will become lifelong friends.
When I was young, I made my dad hang a poster on my wall. The poster had an F-16 fighter jet with afterburners lit and didn't have a caption, but could have read:
According to all aerodynamic laws, the F-16 is king. It slices through the air with ferocious power and protects America with deadly force. It acknowledges laws of aerodynamics but pushes the envelope to never-before-seen performance.
Chicago is an example of how great America can be, and how it is worth protecting.
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