Eye of the Hurricane
Chicagoans awoke Saturday to a crisp sunny morning. But as Saturday night neared, Chicago’s weathermen gazed nervously at black clouds on the Lake Michigan horizon.
A hurricane was upon them.
But as they looked once more, Chicagoans saw a flash in the gathering storm. In the towering swells and lashing rain there steamed a mighty warship from South Bend. Commodore Brian Kelly was at the helm and from the wave-tossed bow the steely commander vowed to give the storm no quarter.