HIGHLIGHTS OF THE FIRST YEAR OF OAK BROOK MAGAZINE

It has been a privilege to bring you our first first year of Oak Brook Magazine on an every-other month basis. With this issue we have completed our first year.

We have come to know how special a community this is, starting with the vision of Paul Butler and others, to the notable residents, to amenities that make up the sports core, to the large number of elegant homes in gated communities. We have come to know and appreciate the village government, and the number of fine businesses headquartered here. For shopping, Oakbrook Center is second to none in the quality of stores and variety of entertainment. In addition to the sports core, Oak Brook has a marvelous Park District and the village is known as a mecca for dining.

We have come to appreciate Oak Brook and have enjoyed meeting and learning from so many. We look forward to our continued work with the community as we bring more stories to you!

Dick Portillo has met a lot of famous people during his 80 years. One he never met is Frank Sinatra. Frank’s gone, but one of his most memorable songs is “MY WAY”. Opening lyrics include these words:

“My friend, I’ll make it clear I’ll state my case of which I am certain I’ve lived a life that’s full I traveled each and every highway And more, much more I did it, I did it my way Regrets, I’ve had a few But then again, too few to mention I did what I had to do And saw it through without exemption I planned each charted course Each careful step along the byway And more, much, much more I did it, I did it my way Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew When I bit off more than I could chew And through it all, whenever there was doubt

I ate it up and spit it out I faced it all and I stood tall And did it, did it my way I’ve loved, laughed and cried I had my fill, my share of losing And now, as tears subside I find that it’s all so amusing And to think I did all that And may I say not in a shy way No, no, not me I did it my way For what is a man, what has he got If not himself, then he has naught Not to say the things that he truly feels And not the words of someone who kneels The record shows I took all the blows And did it my way”

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Claude Francois / Gilles Thibaut / Jacques Revaux / Paul Anka

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