Sidewalk epiphanies?

A reader sent me this photo on my Facebook fan page yesterday. 
I don’t know the reader personally (the post was sent by what appears to be an anonymous FB account) but I do appreciate the love.


Apparently the reader who calls him/herself “Joey Pukelles” was aggrieved by my less than ceremonious departure from the pages of the Chicago Sun-Times earlier this month and, armed with pink  chalk, expressed his or her feelings on the sidewalk outside the Sun-Times building on Orleans (aka the Apparel Mart building where there’s a Holiday Inn at the top). 


I’m assuming “The Don” mentioned in the sidewalk tribute refers to the editor who sacked me. He’s also the one who said I couldn’t mention my departure in my final columns. So, yeah. That’s probably him. 



Hey, Joey (or whoever you are.) Thanks.
I’m not interested in reclaiming my gig at the Bright One. 
It’s time for new, bigger and better things. 
But it is really nice to be loved. 

Even if it’s fleetingly inscribed with sidewalk chalk.