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Reporting Live from Grant Park: Experiencing History
Jason Sacks
11/4/08
When I moved to Chicago on June 2, in the back of my mind I
thought that I might be a part of a historic event within the next four to five
months. The Cubs were the best
team in baseball, and I was moving in three blocks from Wrigley Field. I couldn’t help but think how crazy the
month of October would be in Wrigleyville as the Cubs ended the 100-year curse.
Well, less than a week into October, Wrigley field went dark, and there went
the historic event; “wait till next year,” as they say in these parts. But less than a month after the Cubs
were booted from the playoffs, that historic event that I thought about, would
turn out to be something much more
than just a World Series in my backyard.
About two weeks ago, people started discussing an Election
Night rally in Grant Park, where Senator Barack Obama would hopefully make his
acceptance speech as the next President of the United States. Details were still a bit unclear, but
my initial gut reaction was that that rally was going to be absolute
chaos. I attended a free Stevie
Wonder concert in the summer at Grant Park and ended up sitting on Lake Shore
Drive (for those of you not familiar with Chicago, not the best seat for a
concert). The number of people
present made it impossible to move, hear or see anything going on. I could just imagine what this Election
Night rally would be like, and didn’t think I wanted to be anywhere near there.
I figured there’d be better views on television.
Then about a week ago, someone sent me the link to register
for a free ticket for the Election Night Rally. Word on the street was that tickets were good for you and a
guest, and that they’d allow about 70,000 people into the park. I filled out the registration form and
figured it’d be worth at least having the option of going. I quickly received confirmation that I
had a ticket and that a ticket would be emailed to me a day before the event. At that point, I was still on the fence
on whether or not I’d attend. The
more and more I thought about it though, I wondered, how cool would it be to
tell my friends, family and one day my children, that I was there to witness
one of the most historic nights in our country’s history. Done. I was going.
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