Finding Cory's Brick

We just returned from Chicago where Cory and I caught our first night game at Wrigley. The most important part of the trip, however, was our "search for the brick"...

Mom and Dad bought Cory a commemorative brick for Christmas and we just had to find it for ourselves. The bricks were just placed this season in the plaza underneath the famous Wrigley Field sign on Clark Street. Once I found out that Cory could have a little piece of real estate (so to speak) at his favorite place on Earth - I eagerly suggested the idea to Mom and Dad. Of course, I blew the surprise when the letter arrived at our house the one day in December that I didn't check the mail myself. (A letter addressed to me with the return address "Wrigley Field Commemorative Brick Program" kind of tipped him off). We received another letter a few months ago telling us where to look for it. Considering the many thousands of these bricks that people must have purchased this year, we felt we might be up against a daunting task.

We walked up Clark St early in the afternoon once we got checked into our hotel in Lincoln Park. The journey was a little over a mile, and the wares for sale in the shop windows provided much entertainment - if you're in the market for a hooka or a shirt that says "I'm not gay, but my boyfriend is...", then you're in the right place. Once we got to Wrigleyville, we settled into a booth at an open-air bar called Red Ivy, ate some lunch, and watched the world go by.

After lunch, we crossed the street and started looking. It only took us a few minutes, but we found it! He was so happy..... what a great gift. Whenever we go back, it'll still be there holding down the fort.

Oh yeah, the Cubs beat the Reds 5-1. We had a GREAT time...