It was just a few weeks ago that a ComEd representative attended the Greater South Loop Association meeting to tell us neighborhood folks that if we had questions and concerns about our new and improving electrical service to let him know; he'd fix it.
A few days later, my electicity went out for a whole morning. But I was none worse for the wear and didn't call. In fact, when they turned it back on, it was a little before noon--and because all my clocks turn on after a power outage and say "noon," it was perfect. They were conveniently a few minutes fast--the way I like them.
As ComEd continues to maximize the amount of electricity generated in the South Loop--due to unprecedented growth and overload--our streets are getting opened up kind of like a busy graveyard. It's times like this that I always hope to get a good look beneath the street to see what it looks like--to see ancient relics and modern technology, whatever there is to see.
So this morning I went into the street in front of my house at Roosevelt and State to take a gander into the underworld. I couldn't stand in the street itself because it was down to one-lane. So I stepped onto the construction and aimed my iPad. But the workman--subcontractors galore; there were no ComEd vehicles or ComEd logos on anything in sight--grinned and said, "No." No pictures are allowed, they teased. No standing on the worksite, they cajoled. No fraternizing allowed, they flirted.
So I had to leave without getting a look of what lay below.
Just as I was walking away south of Roosevelt, a big track rail was pulled out of the grave-like opening in the intersection at Roosevelt. Cars made awkward left turns around it. Where was it from? An old railroad line? A streetcar? The "el?" Couldn't get close enough to the guys working to ask.
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