I became a Bears fan one night in November, 1968.
I’m not sure what day exactly, but it was a school night. I was in Miss Inoye’s class at Tachikawa’s grade school annex on Tachhikawa Air Force Base on the Kanto plains in Japan.
My father was away with his team of fellow McDonnell-Douglas F-4 Phantom factory engineers in DaNang, Vietnam on one of his several six-months tours of service, so it was just the four of us, my mom and two older sisters in the house at supper time.
Both of my sisters left with neighborhood friends after dinner (6:00 PM sharp, every day) and mom settled in for a night of reading, which meant for once I got to choose which radio station we listened to.