Do not watch much WGN news or listen to WGN radio. Today was rainy and gloomy so found myself indoors flipping from one show to the other I stopped on channel 9. They announced that WGN radio and Cubs were parting ways after 90 years. Towards the end of the news article they read twitter comments from viewers. Reading one from a lady that wrote how she was happy of the decision, because it would not interrupt her programs hearing the baseball game updates, I thought about someone. Appreciating their 90 years of 2 major entity’s in our history is not what made me open my mind. It was of someone that taught me so many things though that was not that came to thought. Not how we built a house boat together, how he taught me to level a trailer, use a hammer or boxing as he reminded me to keep my hands up. Though I understood what the lady meant in my own way. Seemed whenever I was with my grandpa, regardless if we were fishing, sitting in the kitchen or building that houseboat he had on the cubs game on WGN radio. Knew asking then the channel would not get changed, oh the torture. It was from the time I was 12 till my 20’s it felt as if someone was running a knitting needle through my ears. It was just boring and I was a teenager wanting to hear all the music you could shove into my brain. Led Zeppelin, Hank Williams JR, Iggy PoP, Ramones, Black Sabbath but instead my brain being lifted, it was drained with the Cubs loosing. After my grandpa passed away in my early twenty’s did not think much of it till my early thirty’s. The oldest son Justin and I were in the garage tinkering around and remember they were announcing the game. Rushing to the radio he began to rotate its dial changing the station. “Hold up boy” I shouted and then I told him to turn it back. Replying okay he turned it back with a puzzled look and I seen the disappointment in his eyes. Justin did not ask and I did not tell him why, though it was new for him to hear me listen to a baseball game. In years that has passed every once in awhile I stumbled onto a Cubs game on WGN radio listening. Not till today when I was sitting in front of the idiot box hearing WGN radio and the Cubs parting ways after 90 years, did I think of all the grand memories Grandpa and I had through my 23 years he was alive listening to the two.