Studs Terkel (my neighbor, even though he doesn’t know it) is 95 years old today. His publisher is trying to organize the biggest cross-country party in history. Right here in Chicago they’ve hired a skywriter to — literally — laud him to the skies. It’s been cloudy all morning, but it looks like it might clear up just in time. I’ll have to poke my head out the window and let you know how it goes.