Christine Miklosik
Jay and I had many adventures, but the crowning glory was the year of 1984-1985. Not knowing that the Chicago Bears would end up winning the Super bowl that football season. We went to almost every home game at Soldier's Field. We snuck in a few times, climbed security gates with barbed wire on top. But that football season for us and the Chicago Bears was the best. When the Bears came home they had a celebration parade downtown Chicago. We both took the train in and Jay brought an entire case of Old Style beer with. He ended up leaving it on the train, but filled our pockets up. So here we are downtown Chicago, and we weren't the only ones!! Packed. The tall buildings with their Windows open with employees dumping buckets of shredded paper and confetti there was so much coming down it was like a snow storm. We watched the Chicago Bears come through and it was wonderous and a moment I will never forget and neither did Jay. Everyone was cheering and the crowd went wild. I cannot remember where we had to walk where they had a stage set up for the Chicago Bears to speak . There was so much paper in the streets that we both fell backwards onto the piles of confetti and shredded paper. But the story does not end here. So here we are, it's winter, it's cold out. We make it over to the stage not far from the front. Everyone is packed tight like sardines. Jay and I spotted a very tall guy with a short girlfriend. He lifted his arm up over people to put his arm around her and couldn't get his arm back down. So that's how tight we were all in this crowd. So behind us comes another tall guy with a short older lady. She was hyperventilating, probably from claustrophobia. Anyways I just bought a brand new Chicago Bears winter scarf. Maybe I had it for 3 days. Only 3 days!!!!. Well, when hyperventilating lady came through the bottom of my scarf must of caught on her coat button or something. We never knew what. So now I'm getting choked from my Chicago Bears winter scarf that was tied around my neck. I'm holding onto the scarf that's being pulled, I'm trying to pull it back. So I yell for Jay to help. So Jay starts trying to take my scarf off. I yelled No!!! I just bought this and I'll die first before I let someone take it from me. So Jay pulled my scarf with all his might. We couldn't get any square inch of my Chicago Bears winter scarf. So needless to say reality hit me and asked Jay to get it off me before I really end my life there over that scarf. So the scarf was untied from my neck and Jay and I stood there watching the other end of my scarf get dragged through the sardined crowd. At the time the Mayor of Chicago was Harold Washington. He was the first to speak on stage. And all he said was: Everbody calm down, told the crowd to back off. And then the crowd got tighter then you cannot imagine. So Jay and I decided to get away before we got squeezed to death. Needless to say the Bears never came up on stage because of the dangerous situation of the crowd. Police came in to disperse the crowd. We ducked in to a restaurant and had a burger and a beer then proceeded to jump on the train and go home. This is a shortened version. I have many more stories about Jay, but for me and him, this was the great memory we shared together in 1985 when the Chicago Bears won the Super Bowl.