Monday, June 16, 2014

lisa knows best

I talk about my mom frequently. People that know me, know much of THAT story. The ups and downs. The ins and outs. My mother, Lisa, is a fascinating anomaly in my life. A woman that both frustrates me and inspires me.

One thing I have realized, is there was a time my mother was infinitely cooler than myself. Let's push away all her certifiable crazy and talk about one of those cool things she once did.

She has told me a lot of stories about The Safe House. A hangout of hers, in her younger years. The place has been around since the late sixties and is somewhat cheesy. However, there is nothing more awesome than local secret shrouded in spy paraphernalia.

On my next trip to Chicago, I'll have to make it a point to visit Milwaukee and see what all the hub bub is about.


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