All Ron wanted right after running 26.2 miles in under 2:49 was Dunkin' Donuts. There was a DD one block from the finish line, so we were there before 11am enjoying donuts and vanilla coffee.
Laney was happy when I told her I met Ricky Fowler. She has a crush on him. She looked at the picture and said "He's not real, Mommy".
Our hotel was caddy-corner from The Rookery, which is the oldest standing high-rise in Chicago at 12 stories high. Ron and I read all about the architects Burnham and Root, who designed and built the building, in The Devil in the White City. A good book if you like non-fiction that reads like a novel!
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