Monday, December 21, 2009

GLORY OF CHRISTMAS at Crystal Cathedral


By Angela Rocco DeCarlo

Visitors from around the world plan holiday travel with Orange County, Southern California in mind. While wonderful attractions, parades and merriment at Disneyland and Knott’s Berry Farm are major draws to the area, there is a large and loyal audience for the inspirational Broadway-quality production “Glory of Christmas,” at the Crystal Cathedral, Garden Grove, CA.

There is still time to enjoy “Glory,” as performances continue through January 3, 2010. Audiences return year after year, and this season, on the show's 29th anniversary, children are still mesmerized by the spectacle of Roman centurions on horseback, splendidly robed Wise Men on camels, and townspeople with their wealth of livestock. Mary rides on a little gray donkey to Bethlehem, with Joseph at her side, where a sympathetic innkeeper finds a place for them. The theme parks make merry, but it is the unique “Glory” nativity full-scale musical production which tells the story of Christmas.

It is a simple story. Yet, this well-produced little “opera,” with over 150 performers, and 350 volunteers working in various capacities, brings the nativity alive through dance, singing and recorded music by the London Symphony Orchestra, complimented by the Crystal Cathedral’s world-renowned pipe organ. There are six horses, three adult camels, one baby camel, goats, sheep, donkey and a miniature donkey. Many talented singers and dancers enliven the story in showcase musical scenes. After the performance ends the Wise Men and other cast members are available outside the auditorium to greet visitors or pose for photographs. This year, Miss California (Miss America) Kristy Cavinder, returns to the production for her seventh year, finally as prima ballerina. “I’ve been dreaming of this dancing role since I was five years old,” says Cavinder.

The show includes lovely ballet numbers, solo singing roles by children and adults, as well as choral music. Many familiar Christmas carols blend into the story seamlessly. There’s not an opera scene to compare to hearing “Hark, the Herald Angels Sing” as seven “real” angels soar through the air above the heads of believing children and adults. This is the entertainment that captures the true spirit of Christmas.

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Crystal Cathedral
12141 Lewis St.
Garden Grove, CA 92840
Ticket information: 1-877-544-5679, 714-54-GLORY
www.crystalcathedral.org
Discount performances: $20; Dec.18, Jan. 2 & 3
Other performances $35 -$45. Seniors and children 12 &
younger receive a $2 discount, except on discount nights.
December 18th, 2009-January 3rd, 2010

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Angela Rocco DeCarlo, copyright, 2009

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Chicago: Softball and Italian Museums

By Angela Rocco DeCarlo, copyright, 2009

There’s a lot of Chicago immediately west of Chicago.

Chicago’s western suburbs offer stimulating attractions, “A” class shopping centers, such as Oak Brook Center and Yorktown, with plenty of lovely open spaces and easy access to the city’s attractions, via the Eisenhower Expressway. I chose a Marriott property in this location on a recent trip to visit the new 16-inch Softball Hall of Fame, Forest Park, and the “ Italians in Chicago” exhibit at the Italian Cultural Center, Stone Park. Marriott’s Residence Inn Chicago Oak Brook, is perfect for extended stays and offers a high level of service, comfort and convenience.

I love this all-suite hotel for its homey and convenient layout, complimentary cooked and cold breakfasts and afternoon “socials” with food and beverages and huge lounge, perfect for after-hours meetings on comfy sofas around the fireplace. The design of the registration and entrance area makes for very quick check-ins, putting guests in their rooms within minutes of arrival. There’s plenty of free parking and carts for handling luggage if needed. The spacious and comfortable suites provide a full living room, televisions, desk with internet connections, full kitchen, plenty of closet space and dining area with complimentary coffee supplies. You never feel confined, even with long stays, in what is essentially a mini-apartment. Of course, there is an indoor pool, fitness center and business center with free computer access. The staff is friendly, professional and accommodating; there are safe deposit boxes at the front desk.

The hotel is set back, in a small commercial park, Jorie Plaza, south of 22nd Street, the main east/west road in Oak Brook. From here you can be at O’Hare Airport or downtown Chicago in half an hour (traffic permitting), shop at Oak Brook Center or dine in upscale restaurants, such as Braxton’s, next to the former Marshall Field’s store (Macy’s) in the OB Shopping Center. As a frequent visitor to the area I’ve come to rely on Braxton’s for meetings; the booths provide privacy and guests are allowed to linger as long as necessary. And the seafood is delicious and moderately priced. There are plenty of other good restaurants and shopping along 22nd Street and west in the Yorktown Shopping Center. I always visit the Fannie May candy stores in OBSC for a supply of their delectable chocolates to take home and for gifts. While a frugal sort, I’m happy to purchase luxurious Fannie May chocolate, as I believe it to be the very best. It lacks that waxy taste some other chocolates entail, even expensive ones.

Oak Brook is about 6 miles from Chicago’s western edge where the suburbs begin at Oak Park, land of Frank Lloyd Wright houses, Ernest Hemingway history, and stately Gothic churches. The surrounding towns, original farming communities, such as Downers Grove, Naperville and Aurora have grown so that now the suburban sprawl along the commercial/corporate corridor of I-88 is cheek to jowl west to Iowa. Oak Brook is different; it is a totally new town, the vision of the late Paul Butler and is home to many corporate headquarters. Among the companies that populate Oak Brook are MacDonald’s, Blistex, Ace Hardware, Federal Signal Corp., Papermate, Lions Club International and many more. These days the above-mentioned towns have Disney-ized Main Streets and glamorous residential developments. Their cute Main Streets are a sort of reflected glory, as Walt Disney was a Chicago boy, who also lived in other Midwestern towns growing up. The Main Street he designed for Disneyland, California, 1955, reflects the look and feel of his boyhood hometowns. He knew this image would resonate with the millions of Americans who visit the Park every year. Oak Brook is spread out, was developed carefully, with Butler’s tasteful design control influencing every aspect of this beautiful area, down to the placement of scrubs around the red brick commercial buildings. Like Walt Disney, Paul Butler created a unique environment for enjoyment, sporting and business interests. Polo and golf enthusiasts know the area for its fine sports facilities.

Chicago has always been known as a great sports town. There is plenty of excitement with professional teams in football, hockey, and basketball - with two baseball teams. Fans can support all the pro teams, but they have to choose one baseball team. Either you are for the Chicago Cubs or the Chicago White Sox – never both. The only place those two opposing groups might come together would be on the fields of the famously competitive Chicago 16 inch softball leagues. This game, which began back in the late 1880s, when the Butler family had a diary farm on what would become Oak Brook, developed into the perfect game for the Depression era – all kids needed were a bat and softball. No gloves or fancy uniforms for these kids that played on small schoolyard gravel fields or in neighborhood parks.


As a rather clueless little girl I only knew about softball because my two older brothers, the late Chris Rocco and Peter Rocco, played. There seemed to be dozens of boys in our far west Chicago neighborhood that played softball. Yet, I don’t recall ever going to a game unless it was in our local schoolyard. There isn’t one photo of the Rocco boys in their baseball uniforms – if they had them – or with their ever-changing teams. Softball was a male world, without the adult fanfare accorded Little League players today, who routinely have dozens of parents, grandparents, and assorted relatives cheering them on. I wonder about this somewhat over-adulation where little kids get a trophy for just showing up. But that’s another story.

The long-ago boys played softball, (the ball is actually heavy and hard, but not as hard as a league ball) as my brother Peter said, “…for the love of the game.” Enough people loved the game to organize a 16-inch Softball Hall of Fame Museum. It began in 1996 as a movement to preserve the unique history of the game and to encourage the playing of the game for today’s youth. The modest outdoor museum is located in suburban Forest Park, at DesPlaines and Harrison streets, in a small park; www.16inchesoftballhof.com/history. The museum forum consists of eight display cases featuring hundreds of Hall of Fame inductees, surrounded by four baseball bat columns with a monumental center “clincher” softball to anchor the arrangement.

The outdoor Hall of Fame Museum was dedicated earlier this year, with about 1,000 persons attending. This is a big game in Chicago. A permanent building is in the planning stages. I visited the fledgling museum with my HOFer brother, Peter Rocco, in October. Rain was falling, winds were blowing, nonetheless it was a delight to look at the kiosks to find Peter’s picture and then to read of other players who were known to me only as softball player pals of my brothers. There were Chicago media people, the brother-in-law of the great American tenor Mario Lanza, the ubiquitous restaurateur Rich Melman and other names once known to me as a little girl. Untold numbers of Chicagoans, beginning in the 1920s, fell in love with this hometown game, where it took mighty arms and a quick wit to play successfully. The great thing about this game is men could and would play eternally. Men in their 70s are still playing today.

Now, I wish I had been taken to watch the games when I was young. I wish I had photos of my big brothers with their bats and balls. The Softball Hall of Fame is a wonderful museum that will grow because it honors a significant Chicago institution and the many devoted supporters of the game. It’s worth a look for folks interested in supporting this homegrown Chicago sport.

Afterwards, we headed north west of the baseball museum, going north on Mannheim Road to check out the Italian Cultural Center, 3800 Division St., Stone Park, Il 60165; phone 708-345-3842. www.casaitaliachicago.net. The rainy weather kept us from enjoying the lovely grounds. Frankly, it was difficult to find the museum building as the streets were under construction, but I’m told they have been completed. Nonetheless, I recommend visitors call the Center to obtain directions to the museum and the hours and days of operation. The day we visited no other guests were present.

We had gone to view Dominic Candeloro’s “Italians in Chicago” exhibit. Dr. Candeloro is the author of several books on the Italian experience in Chicago, including "Italians in Chicago."

The small museum building has several small rooms with Italian artifacts and art objects, including a celebrated model of St. Peter's Square, Vatican City, Italy, but it was the narrative of “Italians in Chicago” that had my attention. Candeloro’s intention is to tell the story of Italian immigration through photographs, clothing, letters, work papers and ephemera.

Italians were among the approximately 12 million legal European immigrants to enter the United States through Ellis Island, which was in operation from 1892 to 1954. Today, approximately 50% of the U.S. population can trace ancestry to some person in that 12 million. Italians, most from repressive Southern Italy, were among the Europeans who entered the U.S. and submitted to both legal and medical examinations. These individuals could not have a criminal record and were required to be self-sufficient, in good health, with a promise of work and a sponsor. They neither expected nor received any monetary assistance from government agencies. They expected to work, not being inclined to accept any "free lunch." Being admitted into America was all they asked – they did the rest themselves.

Dr. Candeloro’s exhibit requires focused attention as many objects and photographs are in the original format, not enlarged. The materials are divided among four subjects: family; work; neighborhoods and gatherings. For example, the “work” section held photos of small shops, men working at various manual jobs, work papers, including papers permitting children to quit school to help support the family, which was considered honorable. According to this exhibit the immigrants sent 75% of their wages back to Italy to help their families. The estimate given for the amount was $750 million sent from 1880-1920. Considering that a man might earn 10 cents an hour it was a considerable sum. The materials also include steamship logs, tickets, receipts and citizenship papers.

An undated letter written by Angela Digiorgio, a wife in Italy, to her husband in American, offers insight into the hardships endured in this period where communications was mostly restricted to letters.

“I have not heard from you, dear husband…some said you had been injured….” She wrote how she wept each night…yet, ended with hope and “I embrace you with all my heart…your children kiss your hand…Your affectionate wife” That line, "...your children kiss you hand..." broke my heart. The end of that story is not shown.

In general, the immigrants settled in various sections of Chicago according to their towns of origin. Italians, as other ethnics do, identified themselves through their family and their towns. If your family, such as mine, originated in the mountain town, near the ruin of a medieval castle, inland from Sorrento and the Bay of Naples, called Ricigliano, you were a Riggi. I’m told my Rocco family arrived in Chicago some time in the 1880s. A small 1925 photo of a religious procession in Ricigliano, Italy, shows the men carrying a statue of the town’s patron Saint Rocco. Those festivals have continued to the present time. My late sister, Christine Francis Rocco, attended mass honoring the feast of Saint Rocco every year at St. William Church, Chicago, until 2005.

As the Italians prospered they moved out of the old neighborhoods, buying homes at the edge of Chicago. Some families, such as my Rocco grandfather, took the neighborhood with them. Three sets of married siblings, who bought several three-flat buildings in the mid-1920s, in the Austin area, took some of the neighborhood with them. But some did not. Many moved and then longed for the warmth and comfort of their former homes. One placard laments “…the new neighborhood can never become what the other one was…like a mother dying…the stepmother cannot take the place of the mother…and the new neighborhood cannot replace the old…”

Candeloro’s book, “Italians in Chicago” has a photograph of a typical newspaper stand. The caption states that virtually "...all the city’s newsstands were run by men from Ricigliano, who then sent their sons to college and law school." The book states that as late as the 1960s the barber’s union indicated the majority of barbers were of Italian decent. They, too, sent their sons to college and grandsons to law and medical schools. My husband’s father and grandfather were among these men. These were men who moved up from working class to small businessmen. This was the promise fulfilled for the Italians who came to Chicago in the early 1900s. This is a museum worth experiencing for those interested in the immigrant and Italian experience in Chicago. As a traveler I relish museums such as the softball and Italian, before they become Disney-ized and slickly over-produced. There is a charm and sincerity about them in the early stages when the experiences depicted are immediate. I'm glad I saw these two little gems. For additional information contact: Chicago Office of Tourism; www.cityofchicago/tourism.orgwww.explorechicago.org.


Marriott’s Residence Inn Chicago Oak Brook, 790 Jorie Boulevard, Oak Brook, Illinois 60523, is perfect for extended stays and offers a high level of service, comfort and convenience. Contact reservations@residenceinn.com or google the hotel name for information; Phone 1-630-571-1200; FAX1-630-571-1300.

Angela Rocco DeCarlo is a former Chicago journalist, who covers travel, entertainment, and lifestyle. She lives in exile, in Southern California, missing her old neighborhood. Copyright, 2009.

Chicago: Favorite Things

By Angela Rocco DeCarlo, copyright, 2009

Chicago – like any great city – has to be enjoyed in small bites. I recently revisited my former hometown, where you can sample at one time only a small slice of the great confection that is this beautiful lakeside city. However, there are attractions that are unique or stunningly significant that should be on any traveler’s short list. This is a sort of "Best of"...Some favorite things include: tour of the magnificent Lake Michigan waterfront museum campus of parks; Art Institute’s Impressionist paintings and Thorne Miniature Rooms; Cultural Center’s magnificent Tiffany Dome ceiling, largest in world; Sue, the largest and most complete T-Rex, Field Museum of Natural History; Museum of Science and Industry, 1893 Colombian Exposition building; Lincoln memorabilia/death bed, Chicago History Museum; Chicago’s 38 bascule (meaning see-saw) bridges, including Michigan Avenue Bridge Museum; Sears Tower (tallest building in Western Hemisphere) and Hancock Center observatories; and Chicago Water Tower on Michigan Avenue, a remnant of the Great Chicago Fire, 1871.Yes, I know Sears Tower has been renamed, as has Marshall Field’s, but Chicagoan are loath to let go, hence the names Sears and Marshall Fields reverberate.

On my recent trip, my plan was to sample two Marriott properties, one in the suburbs, Residence Inn Chicago Oak Brook and one on Michigan Avenue, Marriott Chicago Downtown Magnificent Mile, do the Chicago museums, have tea in a fabulous location, such as the Peninsula Hotel, gorge on Chicago’s uniquely delicious deep dish pizza and see the Softball Hall of Fame, Forest Park and Italian Cultural Center, Stone Park. I’ll deal with the suburban attractions in a separate article.

With Chicago a lifetime wouldn’t be enough to see it all. A taste of Chicago could include many other attractions such as Wrigley Field and the Cubs; Lyric Opera House; El train ride; Buckingham Fountain; Navy Pier; Architectural boat and lake cruises; Tribune Tower visit; deep dish pizza at Pizzeria Uno or Due or Lou Malnati’s Pizzeria. The best way to peruse the vast panoply of Chicago delights is to access the tourism information at www.cityofchicago/tourism; phone 312-567-8500.Or www.explorechicago.org/tourism. For now we’ll go with llama-like leaps among some favorites everyone should know about.

First off, if you plan to pack up and leave soon, include plenty of warm clothing, boots and heavy coat. You can Ice skate downtown and enjoy waterscapes along Lake Michigan’s shoreline that are breathtaking, but you need proper clothing. So don’t let the weather keep you home; Chicago knows how to handle cold and snowy weather. Life goes on - excitingly.

It’s too bad Chicago wasn’t lucky enough to be founded by the Romans, as were London, Paris, Cologne and a long list of other European cities. Then it might have had instant world-class recognition instead of having to scramble to introduce itself. But then London (Londinium) is 2,000 years old and the city of Chicago not even 200 years – it was christened as a city in 1837, was destroyed by the Great Chicago Fire, 1871, and was almost instantly rebuilt with echoes of the urban Parisian parks and boulevards of that era. Astonishingly, it opened the Art Institute of Chicago in 1889, just eight years after cleaning up the ashes.

At that time, the city was fortunate in its wealthier citizens and architects, such as architect and city planner Daniel Burnham, who determined to make the city as beautiful, elegant, and cultural as any European city. Burnham ensured the lakefront remain open park space. However, when developers sought to foil Burnham’s grand design, retail tycoon Montgomery Ward sued and won the protection of Chicago’s Lakefront. People like this, who loved Chicago, kept it beautiful for future generations.

The tycoons of the era, such as Marshall Field, Potter Palmer and others, had enormous civic pride and gave generously to establish Chicago’s great cultural institutions. Bertha Honore Palmer, wife of millionaire businessman Potter Palmer, (Palmer House Hotel) was an intelligent and avid Impressionist painting collector, under the guidance of American painter Mary Cassatt, who was part of the artist Impressionist cohort of the era. Palmer amassed a large collection of the best of the time. A fascinating Palmer exhibit at the Chicago History Museum includes gorgeous gowns, jewels and other artifacts, along with biographical details of Palmer’s life. It is said she traveled with her favorite Impressionist painting, Renoir’s “Acrobats at the Cirque Fernando,” which keeps company with “On the Terrace” at the AI. Mrs. Palmer’s Impressionist bequest in 1922 and the 1926 donation by Helen Birch Bartlett ensured the Art Institute of Chicago as the preeminent Impressionist collection.

The Impressionist collection at the Paris Musee d’Orsey, situated in a former train station - love those ginormous clocks – has the reputation, perhaps because of its location, but most agree it is Chicago’s collection that shines.

Chicago’s Impressionists includes Renoir’s “On the Terrace”, Monet’s “Hay Stacks”, El Greco’s “Assumption of the Virgin”, Seurat’s “Sunday Afternoon on La Grande Jatte,” Gustave Caillebotte’s “ Paris Street, Rainy Day,” Grant Wood’s “American Gothic,” as well as works by Mary Cassatt, Van Gogh, Degas, Monet, and so many more.

Imagine - 2,000 acres of the city’s core burned in 1871, and eight years later there’s an art museum amid the new buildings. The city’s energy enabled it to host the 1893 World’s Colombian Exposition with its magical “White City.” The Fine Arts Building survives today as the Museum of Science and Industry, with its superb colonnade of caryatids (female support columns). It’s working coalmine and German submarine are major attractions.

Chicago spreads out in three directions – with Lake Michigan on the east. Therefore, to easily reach favorites, I selected the Marriott on Michigan Avenue for its convenience, luxury and excellent service. Settling into the newly transformed Marriott Chicago Downtown Magnificent Mile, 540 N. Michigan Ave., 312-245-4728, ChicagoMarriottDowntown.com, was easy. With this hotel you are near a huge array of restaurants, shopping, museums, attractions, summer boat rides and foot-cruising the Magnificent Mile Michigan Avenue with its world-class retail shops.

The hotel has recently been beautifully redone and features a lobby Great Room, which brings to mind the “Wizard of Oz.” Perhaps the designers took their cue from Chicagoan L. Frank Baum’s famous “Wizard of Oz” books, the first published in 1900. The classic movie came out in 1939, forging indelible images in Americans’ minds of tornados, Dorothy Gale and her three charming friends. The Marriott’s Great Room lobby features a gigantic architectural column, which for the entire world looks like a tornado funnel cloud. The horseshoe bar curves around it - visually riveting. The bank of TVs and beer taps equals after-hours relaxing.


I loved the bed in the comfortable guestroom. Wondering if I could buy one like it, I learned the beds are for sale on the hotel’s website. Though large – 1,173 rooms, including suites – the hotel's service is boutique-style. The staff took pains to banish feathers from this allergy sufferer’s room: A health-saving service. There are all amenities one desires - location, fitness center, pool and steam room.

The auto entrance is at the back on Rush St., both valet and self-park are available for slightly under $50 per day. Room rates depend on season and dates, so best to contact the hotel directly for the best rates. Phone: 312-245-4728; ChicagoMarriottDowntown.com.

After settling into the Marriott we took a $5 short cab ride to see “my” Impressionist collection and Thorne Miniature Rooms at the Art Institute. Alas, Renoir’s “On the Terrace” has been moved; I liked it in the center of the left wall – it anchored that gallery perfectly. After searching I learned the Wedgwood Portland Vase, a copy of a magnificent 2,000year old Roman glass vase (Roman original, British Museum) was not currently on display. As this is a great favorite I missed seeing it. But the museum has more than a quarter million objects, not everything can be on display.

If time is limited it’s best to take a bus tour to get a taste of the city’s charm as you glide around the beautiful lakefront – unique for an American industrial city – and take a peek at its new Millennium Park and other major cultural attractions. Be sure to make note of the entrance to Grant Park, at Congress Plaza Gardens, for the two magnificent Ivan Mestrovic 1928 bronze equestrian statues of Native Americans – the Bowman and the Spearman. Though not specified, the warriors’ obvious superb horsemanship and imposing power suggest they may represent the great horsemen of the plains, the Cheyenne. The sculptor purposely did not include the weapons – leaving that to the viewers’ imagination.

After a tour of the Thorne Rooms, splendidly recreated miniature period rooms that feature setting from the 9th century to 1930s, exquisitely furnished with authentic materials of exotic woods, stained glass, silver, gold, stone, terrazzo, Wedgwood plaques, and sculptures, we headed to the Peninsula Hotel for afternoon tea. There’s something soul-satisfying in such a day. The Thorne Rooms, 68 finely tuned replica room settings commissioned by Mrs. James Ward Thorne between 1932 and 1940 are favorites of adults and children alike. My then-three year old granddaughter, Michelle, when viewing them for the first time, uttered an awed “They’re so cute.” Don’t miss them.

So much beauty over-awes and afternoon tea is just the thing to revive the soul. So after the art we cabbed it to the splendid Peninsula Hotel, off Michigan Avenue at Superior. Afternoon tea is something I enjoy in every city visited. All are distinctive, but share a predictability that is relaxing and soothing. Everything is bite-sized, no cutting required and everything is slightly sweet. In fact, this is my favorite meal – well, maybe Chicago pizza ties the score. In any case, afternoon tea usually has three courses: scones, pastries and sandwiches, along with the tea, of course.

The Peninsula boosts a gorgeous space called The Lobby, with Murano glass chandeliers, custom carpets and octagonal-backed padded armchairs. The impression is of sun-kissed splendor even on a rainy day. Murano glass has a long history, from the 9th century to the present. The manufacturing center is located near Venice, Italy, on a tiny island in the Adriatic Sea. The Peninsula’s ceiling fixtures are delicate cascading droplets of sparkling light that draws the eye in a room full of beautiful accouterments.

The table is set with Wedgwood china set on cream-colored linen placemats. Two string musicians on an upper balcony serenade the guests below. My anticipation was well rewarded when the small chocolate chip scones arrived with cream and strawberry preserves; the combination is scrumptious. Green tea was served in a small plain white pot, along with sealed envelopes of sweeteners– so long to the darling sugar cubes long associated with tea service.

All the food is brought to the table at once on a three-tired silver server. Among the delectable treats were the scones, chocolate mini-cupcakes; pink macaroon cookies and perfect chicken salad sandwiches. However, guests need not order the entire tea service.

“My wife and I always celebrate our birthdays at tea, “ says guest, Dr. Michael Mercer, an industrial psychologist and author of several books, including “Hire the Best – Avoid the Rest.” He and his wife, Mary, admitted to sampling tea service in all the fine Chicago hotels.

“We like the Peninsula best because we can order only what we like,” he continued. “Mary likes scones and finger sandwiches, but not pastries. I don’t care for the finger sandwiches. So we order a la carte and each is happy. And we love the charming, very airy and open feel of the room. And the music is wonderful.”

They were the kind of people one thinks might be on their way to the Lyric Opera to catch Puccini’s “Tosca.” The Lyric lists 77 performances for the 2009-2010 season, with “Tosca” playing again in January 2010. If it’s the Zefferelli production I’m tempted to fly back for a matinee, if only to erase the memory of the Metropolitan Opera’s recent screwy “Tosca” production. The 1927-’29 Civic Opera House is a beautiful auditorium that enhances the stage experience. Many modern facilities resemble padded shoeboxes with no place of beauty to rest the eye.

There were some shoppers at tea, not surprising, as the Peninsula is convenient to Water Tower Place and other premier Chicago retail centers. If weather permits, a stroll the length of Michigan Avenue from the river north to the Drake Hotel, is worth the shoe-leather: the Michigan Avenue bridge, Tribune Tower, Wrigley Building, new Trump building, American Girl Place, Marina Towers and upscale retailers line the boulevard. Anyone with a little girl will relish AG Place – a virtual harem of girlie-ness. As the mother of three sons, I found it rather exotic and somewhat bewildering, especially the beauty salon for dolls. Nonetheless, it was the realization of my heartfelt dream to surprise my granddaughter with an American Girl look-alike doll of green eyes and auburn hair. Adorable.

It is impossible to be in Chicago and not eat deep-dish pizza. My husband and I have been diners of the originals since our dating years as teens. Lou Malnati’s, a descendent of the original Pizzeria Uno and Due (Italian; one and two) is a favorite. We usually load up on a dozen frozen Malnati pizzas in a special bag, which was forgotten. Result: no Chicago pizza in California, truly a sorry state.

In any case, there are dozens of Malnati outlets all over Chicago and one on Wells St. However, the night we wanted pizza we were walking and it was raining so we landed in Pizzeria Due on Rush. It’s the place we went to as college-age kids. The pizza was nearly as we remember it.

It’s nice to be able to go back “home.” Especially when the city is Chicago.

Angela Rocco DeCarlo, former Chicago journalist, covers travel, entertainment, and culture for www.travelingdiva.com, www.angelaroccodecarlo.blogspot.com, and www.heralddeparis.com. She lives in exile in Southern California.

Friday, December 4, 2009

A Holiday Festival of Trains



Richard Nixon Presidential Library and Museum in Yorba Linda, CA

They're back!

Sadly, there was no train exhibit last year at the Richard Nixon Presidential Library and Museum, Yorba Linda, CA, and plenty of train enthusiasts were disappointed, especially those who had enjoyed the trains the previous two years. But this year the train exhibits have returned, bigger and better, thanks to the dedication of various model train clubs, including the Southern California LEGO© Train Club and Train Collector’s Association and Empire Railway Museum, Perris, California. This is a “must-see” holiday event for the entire family: A tradition to treasure.

It’s hard to tell who is more thrilled by the 1,500 feet of track, 13” tall multi-layered landscapes with 14 trains running on six tracks – adults remembering their own toy trains as children or the children they have with them, experiencing the romance of trains as their fathers and grandfathers once did. The exhilarating displays call for repeat visits to fully appreciate the charm of the two rooms of trains. The entrance lobby is taken up with a ginormous LEGO© landscape, while the traditional mountain of trains keeps company with the George Washington “Crossing the Delaware” painting in a separate room.

The LEGO© cityscape is spectacular, with skyscrapers, heliports, street cafes, miniature vehicles of all kinds, including, of course, moving trains. There is a 20 foot-long suspension bridge and a 15 foot-long cable-stayed
bridge and two others. There’s even a little pirate’s cove hidden beyond “civilization.” It is difficult for the eye to accommodate the fabulously diverse features, so the museum made a little game to help the children along. Two whiteboards list items for viewers to find. The day we were there, the items viewers were encouraged to locate were: Superman; four American flags (hint: look for Superman at one of the flags); sea monster (look under a bridge); five helicopters, two pizza trucks and much more. It was not an easy task - but made the experience more challenging. Older kids especially liked circling around to find as many of the designated pieces as possible.

The second display room, in addition to the mountain of trains, had an 8’ x 8’ glass-enclosed, button-operated inter-active game. The children could push a button to make the helicopter fly, the RR gate go up, the conductor emerge from the station and other actions.
Wonderful vintage videos of the opening of Disneyland, 1955, played on, with then-Vice President Richard Nixon and family cutting the ribbon to start the Disneyland Monorail train and having a tough time doing it. Walt Disney had to rip it apart with lots of laughs all ‘round.


In this room the huge mountain of six levels of moving trains – all different sizes, tiniest at the top, largest on bottom – was enchanting. The landscape was dressed for autumn on two sides with a beautiful winter scene of a snow-dappled village, complete with an infinitesimal flying Santa sleigh at the top, on the other side. The children never tired of going round and round to marvel at the trains rushing through tunnels and over bridges, finding something new with each look. They have asked to go back again.

When you go, be sure to inspect the various cases along the walls, which contain marvelous Lionel trains – invented in 1901 by Joshua Lionel Cowan. Initially, the animated trains were used to attract window shoppers in New York City. Each year the Lionel Company produces 300 miles of track and has built 50 million train sets.

Each year my own Christmas fireplace tableaux features a Lionel engine from one of these trains - a last remnant of a post-WII Lionel train set. The set belonged to my husband, Dan, when he was a boy, but the rest of the set – tracks and trains– were flooded out in the basement of our suburban Chicago home ye
ars ago. Only the treasured heavy black metal engine remains.


In his memoirs, Richard Nixon wrote: “All through grade school my ambition was to become a railroad engineer.” His father, Frank, who built the family home, which is located at the Museum, had been a street-car motorman in Columbus, Ohio, before the family relocated to California.

Today, with our ability to fly across the country in the time it would have taken Nixon’s father to travel by horse and wagon from Whittier to Anaheim, the romance and wonder of the adventure trains once represented is hard to imagine. This exhibit rekindles that amazement of travel and trains
and the longing to explore, which is engendered by powerful trains cutting through the countryside.

Don’t miss the full-size steam engine, “Chloe,” a sugar plantation engine, displayed next to the presidential helicopter (go inside the helicopter for extra fun) east of the Nixon home at the edge of the library property. On your way to the helicopter take a peek in the windows of the White House East Room replica with its glorious crystal chandeliers and oil paintings.

Something of the horse and wagon remains in modern trains and their tracks. It is said the width of the early train track – 56.5” wide – replicates the width of two horses and the wagons they pulled. Going farther back, there were roads of wood rails in Germany in 1550, which had horse-drawn wagons hauling freight and people. The iron rails and wheels arrived about 1776 and by 1789 a flange was added to allow
the wheel to gripe the rail. Once the steam engine appeared – 1803 – in Wales, the world was changed forever. Various inventors are credited with the steam engine, among them James Watt, but there are others.

Of course, everything goes back to the Romans and train track widths are no exception. The width of modern train tracks are approximately the width of ancient Roman chariots’ wheels. The engineer of the Knott’s Berry Farm full-sized steam engine first shared this with me. Further research indicated he was on the mark and the Romans can take another bow for their contributions to Western culture.

The Romans were in England 54 B.C. and didn’t leave until about 425 A.D. They left their beautiful roads, walls and centrally heated villas with hot running water to go defend the Empire elsewhere. It would be more than 1000 years before an Englishman would again have a hot bath in a warm house - and longer than that for fast transportation. They didn't call it the Dark Ages for nothing. Technology and trains threw a bright beam of enlightenment across the land.



“A Holiday Festival of Trains,” Nixon Museum, runs until Jan 10, 2010.
Nixon Presidential Library & Museum
18001 Yorba Linda Blvd
Yorba Linda, CA92886
714-993-5075 – www.nixonlibrary.org
Admission: adults, $9.95; seniors $6.95; children 7-11 $3.75; children 6 and younger are admitted without charge.
Hours: Monday – Saturday, 10 a.m. - 5 p.m., Sunday, 11 a.m.- 5 p.m.

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Angela Rocco DeCarlo, a former Chicago journalist, now residing in Orange County, covers culture, travel and entertainment.