A Chicago legend, Roger Ebert, died today. It was a shock to me because just two days ago he wrote about all of his plans for the future. A recurrence of cancer took him but it seemed that on Tuesday things were under control. I never particularly cared for his movie reviews, as great as they were. I found that I usually disagreed with them. I loved his other writing, especially since thyroid cancer took his ability to speak. That seemed to bring out his eloquence and allowed him to write about considerably more than movies. He will be missed.