Chicago, IL

The Windy City, and a city that will hold and keep a part of me forever. I only lived here for about 6 months, but the city taught me what being a part of and living in a city means and demands. Now I know what you may be thinking “Parker, you are not one for cities, so why Chicago, one of the largest cities in the US?”. To this I would say “There was a girl and there was a thought of why not see?”. Now things did not work out how I thought they would, and people grow and change, but this city, this city holds a pride and promise that doesn’t change. I don’t regret my time here, as I think the city of Chicago has tons of things that are great and that I liked. I could probably talk forever about what the city has to offer or the pride those that are from the city have for it, but I do not have forever, and I will just be mentioning highlights below. In the end though , after reflection, it is a great city, just not “my city” and I ended up having to move because it belongs to the great people whose paths diverged from mine, and for that I had to forge my own path and place somewhere new, by myself, and for myself. You can read about that though in the Denver post when it comes out. To Chicago, I have to say thank you, and to those I had to leave behind, enjoy all it has to offer, as it is a special place that gets a bad rap when if fact it has its own charm.