I’ve gone out of my mind. I’m cutting short a family vacation (how many more of those will come my way with adult children?) to attend the final (on Earth) Grateful Dead concert in Chicago, which just happens to be on my 57th birthday. And I’m dragging Mr.-Straitlaced-City-Auditor-turned-Mayor-All-Things-Government with me!

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