I remember it like it was yesterday. I was at the airport about to get on a plane headed for Chicago Midway. The tickets had been bought and the hotel room reserved for what was to be three of the most exciting days of my life. A life long Cubs fan was heading to the place I had always dreamed of going for a game. No more just television. I would be able to tell my grandchildren about the day I saw the Cubs play at Wrigley Field. (Sad, I have never had children). So, my friends have to hear the stories over and over. June 24th at Wrigley. I was prepared with all the logo gear. I noticed something funny on the train. Folks were in long sleeves and carrying jackets. I soon found out what the wind off the water could do to a newbie at Wrigley. I would walk down in the sun just to warm up. Still, I loved every minute of it. I have been to Wrigley many times since but the first time will always be my favorite.