Tag Archives: Chicago

— By Aldous Huxley, It was a COLD, WINDY DAY in Chicago. The time… 6:00am. The place… O’Hare Airport. The mood… tired! I was going through airport security with 300 of my “closest friends.” As I successfully walked through the scanner, I glanced to my right and one of the …

Birth of a Song  A TRUE Story — by Thomas A. Dorsey Back in 1932, I was 32 years old and a fairly new husband. My wife, Nettie and I were living in a little apartment on Chicago’s Southside. One hot August afternoon I had to go to St. Louis, where I …