There was a lot of good programming, much more than I or any other single person could see. Sometimes
there were three good events scheduled simultaneously. I went to several science talks and panels,
about which I will post more at another time. They ranged from good to outstanding :-)>
I also went to SF at the University of Chicago Over
A retrospective of the various generations of fans who have added to
the traditions of SF at the University of Chicago and beyond.
This was really getting back to my fannish roots. I discovered fandom at the U. of C. Science Fiction
Club my last year at the University’s High School and continued to visit it during my vacation breaks from Carleton. It came out in the panel that the Club has died and been reborn
several times. Some aspects of it that I thought were peculiar to my time with it had happened earlier
and again later. What was really striking was the continuity over more than 1/2 century of fandom represented
there. We really were all one community.
We saw quite a few old friends, notably Beverly Friend,
who was in the masquerade.
and Frieda Murray, whom I have
known since the summer of 1969. I also got to meet brotherguy, and to hear him speak. He is
a great speaker and a wonderful person. I bought his book Turn Left at Orion from in the Dealers’ Room (Brother Astronomer has been on one of my shelves for a couple years). I heard beamjockey speak twice by himself and once with brotherguy.
mia_mcdavid and I got to the last filk, on Monday afternoon, and Mia was able to sing
there. It was a good time. One of the filkers said: “Gotta love a crowd where Nobody’s
Moggy Now is a sing-along” (yes, I participated).
I did get out and see some of downtown Chicago. The Con hosted a trip to the Adler
Planetarium, which I have been visiting since the 1960’s and to which I owe much of my interest in
science. I got some cash from an ATM at the Harris Bank, my employer for
about 17 years. On a lighter note, I had a beer at the Berghoff
on Friday and one on Sunday at the Billy Goat.
On Sunday morning I went to the 11 A.M. Solemn Eucharist at
St. James Cathedral. This was the kind of worship
that mia_mcdavid and I were used to in our Chicagoland days at St. Luke’s,
and is hard to find in Minnesota. In fact we knew Joy
Rogers, the Dean of St. James, from St. Luke’s and I was able to speak with her briefly after the