Somewhere some golfer's last dying wish was to have one last perfect day to golf in Chicago. I have to say that they must have done something right, because got their wish; today was absolutely perfect - barely a breeze - only the helping kind, not a cloud in the sky, 30% humidity and 84 degrees. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. It was hard to convince myself that I was still in Chicago in October. Here's the hoping we can squeeze one *or two* more  good rounds in before the snow starts to fall (and even then, you can still find me on the course).