Joined as one is to Chicagoans in times past across the lake on the other side, the same water, similar sand and beeches caress the beach. Many feet up the bluff hallowed gables, eaves expanded, exposed, a ballroom party of rest and rumble, a time away. So linked to the war, prosperity followed. How longings honor, preserve and restore. A hollowing hum calls outside down the many steps of summers before.