Tim Furman’s “Notes from the Red Line Tap.”
Came home early from Fred Klonsky’s retirement celebration over at the Red Line Tap in Rogers Park. I know better than to stay late at the Red Line. The last time I closed that place, which is right at the Morse CTA stop, I woke up in Hammond, which in case you forgot is in another state.
Anyway, what a tribute. The place was packed, and it was a virtual who’s who of the people who elected Obama and were to one extent or another left behind by that particular President, whose campaign for the White House started at the Heartland Cafe, next door. There was more accumulated wisdom about teaching and learning and the purpose of public education than in all the new ed reform foundations in DC combined. Plus an open bar, which as far as I’m concerned is key.Key.
It’s just so hard for me to reconcile the roots of the Obama campaign with the presence of Arne Duncan in the Cabinet.
None of that matters. It was a hell of a party. If I ever get to retire, and I get half the crowd Fred got at his party tonight, it will be ten times more than I could have hoped for. According to my camera, I took 168 pictures. Here are a few.