Again, we started the day at the general session. There was a speaker from the Post Office, and then Talking Book narrator Roy Avers spoke. We then went to the Museum of Broadcast Communications with Deb, Ann and Alyse. This included a number of exhibits about old radio and TV shows. I startled myself, and greatly amused everyone else, by walking into a mock-up of Jack Benny's vault and setting off the alarm!

After lunch (fast food) we rode one of the El trains, the Ravenswood, to the end of the line. We picked this one because it goes a long way into the suburbs, and has a lot of curves along the way. Interestingly enough, after it gets far enough out of downtown, it comes down to ground level and stops being an 'El.'

After we came back, Terry stayed in the hotel while I wandered around a bit. I visited Rose Records, a large record store, where I bought a Doyle Lawson cassette, and then I visited the Adler planetarium, mentioned earlier.

When I came back to the hotel, Terry and I watched 'The Addams Family,' with DVS, and then had dinner at The Ferris Wheel, a coffee shop across the street. Then, in the evening, we went to the Friends In Art showcase, a talent show.

In the morning we again spent some time at the general session, and visited the exhibit room again. Then Terry went to the Guide Dog User's meeting and luncheon, while I took off for Wrigley Field to see a Cubs game. On my way there, I stopped off at a record store, and bought a Chicago Blues sampler CD and a Cab Calloway cassette. I mentioned to the guy at the counter that I was on my way to Wrigley field, and he said "It's a great place to watch baseball. You won't see great baseball played there, but it's a great place to watch baseball!"

He was right on both counts. I'm used to Dodger Stadium and Anaheim Stadium, both of which are quite large. Wrigley field is much smaller, so I was much closer to the action. The Cubs, however, snatched defeat from the jaws of victory. Not an inspiring game. But a great stadium.

While heading up the ramp to my seat, I looked down and noticed a low stone wall, overshadowed by the seats. I decided that it must be the original stadium wall, before the seating was built up around it. Fascinating.

Back at the hotel, we had dinner at Miller's Pub, a nearby restaurant, with Ruth Zulli and Steve Bauer:

Steve is an old friend of Terry's from Santa Barbara, whom she had not seen for many years. Since then, we've become great friends (and he no longer has the beard). After dinner, Steve and Terry and I adjourned to the hotel bar for drinks and further conversation.