Yep, this little fella's a son and not just a young assistant (at last night's postgame press conference). God I love the Iowa State Cyclones. And it's true that Michael – and Megan – join me at work too, on occasion. They love it. And I love that they love it; I love that they're interested. I love commuting with them, catching trains, walking city streets, sniffing the urban air, feeling tiny among towers and thousands of restaurants, drifting in the bustle and muscle and energy that made a poet think of big shoulders. I love Chicago. And I love Iowa State. And I love M 'n' m. It's just like Tesla told me (the band), "Luuuuu-ooooove is all around you."
Hog Butcher for the World, Tool Maker, Stacker of Wheat, Player with Railroads and the Nation’s Freight Handler; Stormy, husky, brawling, City of the Big Shoulders: ... Come and show me another city with lifted head singing so proud to be alive and coarse and strong and cunning. Flinging magnetic curses amid the toil of piling job on job, here is a tall bold slugger set vivid against the little soft cities ...
– Carl Sandburg
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