John A. Duerk

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Some nights you can’t forget.  I remember pulling into the driveway of the suburban Chicago home where I spent my adolescence one July evening twenty-five years ago.  The sun had not yet totally disappeared from the sky.  You could still feel the warmth of that summer day lingering as dusk approached.  I longed to take off my work uniform – a blue shirt, slacks, and dress shoes – because they never felt… Read More