Classic Royko

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Classic Royko: Why President Johnson called it quits

The American people were so divided against themselves that he dared not take part in a political campaign for fear it could get worse.

By Mike Royko

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Classic Royko: Once upon a time, there was a woman who ran a dry cleaners store

The lady provided chairs for her customers, coffee, and, if somebody would walk down the block to buy a quart of beer, she’d provide the glasses.

By Mike Royko

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Classic Royko: The Senior Citizens Mob stacks the deck on vice squad

Charge: Gambling. Margate Park, 4931 Marine Drive. Evidence: A deck of cards and $4.30.

By Mike Royko

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Classic Royko: He can dream, can’t he?

There were Zebras by the package, and cherry bombs, torpedoes, and skyrockets, more Zebras, pinwheels, and other great stuff.

By Mike Royko

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Classic Royko: The social coup of the year in Chicago

This story is being told to show that this is still the land of opportunity.

By Mike Royko

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Classic Royko: Tales of the county coroner

Compared with the coroner’s office, Dr. Frankenstein and Igor were more scientific.

By Mike Royko

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Classic Royko: The ups and downs of Frankie

Frankie felt like a giant’s finger was on the down button of his life.

By Mike Royko

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Classic Royko: How they laughed as Bobby Kennedy’s body was flown back home

Outside the movie theater, people were asking what is wrong with this country, why it kills the way it does.

By Mike Royko

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Classic Royko: The young man and the sea

The young man looked past them at the shoreline. This was the moment to say: “The sea is like a woman.”

By Mike Royko

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Classic Royko: Advice to a couple of kids upon their royal wedding

You’re really no different from the kid from the Southwest Side of Chicago, an assistant manager of a pizza joint, and his bride from Oak Lawn.

By Mike Royko

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Classic Royko: The saga of Peanuts Panczko

People called them burglars, but a burglar is a specialist. Even Pops, when asked what his occupation was, said: “I’m a teef.”

By Mike Royko

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Introducing Classic Royko on Mondays: Tear down those Jackson Park trees!

On Mondays, the Chicago Sun-Times will begin re-publishing columns by the iconic Mike Royko.

By Mike Royko

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Sun-Times to revisit classic Mike Royko columns

Royko, an icon of Chicago’s journalism history, still captures readers years after his final column was published.

By Alexandra Arriaga