The upside of Chicago weather is it can be so bad, it doesn’t take much to cheer up residents.

Yesterday, at the butt-ugly end of a day filmed in black and white with sideways rain for special effect, 200 ticketholders clung around the Vic Theater entrance at Belmont and Sheffield avenues like icy ship barnacles.

The scheduled band of small reknown arrived in a big white bus and plunked itself in front of the theater. The crowd let out hoots, bleats and yumpin-yimminees louder than loud, bigger than the roar at a three-point winning dunk at the buzzer.

It was a magnificence not born of volume but spawned by joy. Powerful stuff.

About Mrs. Fitz

Hello! I'm Michele Fitzpatrick, a Chicago writer. Like our town, a work in progress. As a journalist, teacher and writing coach I think all of us live our stories and sharing them creates moments that remind us we're connected. And that is enough.
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1 Response to Vic-tory

  1. GFitz1424 says:

    I'm perfecting my own "yumpin-yiminee" right now but I'm just not getting the hang of it. Must be a Swedish thing. :)

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