A belated thanks, Art.
Doc Stanley! damn I'd forgotten him, he used to MC the hoots at the Poison Apple. And in "Old Town" where I first experienced a "terrorist bombing" (some Serbs blew out the front door of the Yugoslavian Consulate on (Walnut, Maple?)) Mike Bloomfield worked at the Fickle Pickle and played piano with Paul Prestopino and others doing "classical" banjo pieces interspersed with blues.
And the Chicago anarchists urging everyone to write in Dick Gregory during the Goldwater debacle (1964 presidential election) because they heard that poll workers had to hand-count write-in ballots and the act would delay final tallies. I suspect the poll workers just destroyed the ballots rather than count them.
The Old Town School of Folk Music! I heard Doc Watson for the first time up there and I think that I paid one dollar for the pleasure, fitting that they got their new digs for that same price.
I wonder if the delicatessen down at the end of Belden is still there and if the Dill Pickle is still in the alley behind the old Fischer Building?
sigh. I prefer to live in "the country" but if I had to live in a city it would be Chicago (during the 1960's).
Pour Richard's, Mother Blues, Old Town Gardens, Koch's and Brentano's (Henry Tauber) The Jazz Record Mart (Dave Koester) Delmar Records, The Open Door, Lawrence Avenue hillbillys, The Conference of the Southern Mountains. The "outfit". Maxwell Street. Bissel Street, Armitage Avenue, The Ravenswood "L".