‘Keep on loving you!’ Our true appreciation of the power ballad, an art form invented in Illinois

CHICAGO — Dear Illinois, I can’t fight this feeling anymore. It’s time to bring this ship into the shore, and throw away the oars. We sailed on together. We drifted apart. But I know, if the World turned upside down, I know you’d always be around. Your hands build me up when I’m sinking. The search is over. You were with me all the while. After all the rain, I will be the flame. I did it all for the glory of love. Now my life has meaning. Home sweet home. A love like ours is hard to find. How could we let it slip away? But Illinois, you have an image problem. On paper, your chief exports inclu…

Read More