Stories by Dan Camponovo
"Over the next two weeks, the university would receive four more bomb threats .... It would be the start of three of the longest weeks in the university’s history."
The case for Wrigley Field's signature drink, the most traditionally "Chicago" beer not brewed in Chicago.
Even a staunch Democrat can be enthralled by this year's GOP debates.
Heartbreak at the hands of 25 men wearing red pinstriped uniforms.
"Rush the /b/ together with the /l/, /uh/ /d/ /y/ “bloody” and on into the next one, just like we had practiced."
"I’ve got a weird fascination with numbers I’ve never fully understood, given how little I know of math."
"'He'll grow out of it,' was the approach most speech therapists took. It may sound harsh, but most kids grow out of it. I didn’t."
Photo by jaredeberhardt on Flickr, licensed under the Creative Commons. Man Man, more than any other band I can think ...
"This city's got one of the most storied pasts in the country -- my grandpa lived in the western suburbs and would tell me stories about the old mayor and then the old mayor’s son that would curdle your blood, make your heart feel like it was pumping oatmeal instead."
“We probably won’t be able to save much of this car. We can keep the frame, fix up the frame real nice for you, repaint it, patch the dents, make it look pretty good, but everything on the inside’s going to need an overhaul. Probably going to have to take it all out.”
Ponytail draws on their Baltimore roots to release a new album, Do Whatever You Want All The Time; it doesn't disappoint.
Trying to recapture nostalgia, this Arizona homecoming steps over hard times and family dynamics.
"It's also been a long day, one of many these days, and nothing sounds better than directly pocketing the entire tip jar and going on my way."
What's a guy to do when The Answer comes back to Philly as an opposing player? Buy tickets, of course.
Is the "facebook detox" worth it? Is Twitter for twits? Your humble author says no.
Sometimes abnomalities can be healthy, and strange quirks are just as normal as those super humans that always seem to ace classes.
Ditch the textbooks this Reading Week and pick up a real page-turner.
One writer remembers a time before security checks, three-ounce liquids and life dominated by fear.
I jokingly told people I’d throw away my eight-year-old hoodie when the two holes met in the middle. Now that it's gone, I don't miss it.
Photo: mattox on stock.xchange. In just a few days I’ll be packing up my clothes and heading home for spring ...
A single sip from a mango water ice brings back memories of flying in the open air.
When he crossed the halfway point he put his hands up, subtly so the boy couldn’t see but clear enough that the riders could.
In the scattered realm of Chicago sports loyalties, a Phillies fan gets doubled off base whether his team wins or loses the World Series.
You could be dressing up like a dinosaur, trick or treating or chowing down your candy. Instead, you're here. Studying.
“How does a restaurant run out of ice? Can’t you, you know, make more?”
When I walk, or / when I talk, I keep / hearing phantom footsteps / or phone calls / from inside my bag or / my head.
Disclaimer: The regular, professional cute animal blogger Patrick St. Michel is currently road-tripping his way back to Evanston after covering ...
Few things fascinate me as much as time. Something that fascinates me more, however, are time zones.
You are the subject of this poem. You are not the subject of this poem.
Hearing "play ball" transfers this writer back to a simpler time...
A tree is a guardian, sentinel, marquis, a trustee over my good fortune.
Inspired by a photo, one writer tells the story of a grandparent's death.
The ukulele: reminder of depression, beacon of hope.
Two benches side-by-side ... which one shall Saul sit upon to eat his chicken salad sandwich.
Our writer from a small town looks back at a childhood spent escaping to the big city.