
Chicago lay quiet in the dark when La Salle and his Iron Hand came striding across the marsh. They didn’t settle here, but their boots, their arrogance, and their hunger carved deep marks into the Portage. Long before the city rose in steel, the land felt these men coming. Continue reading

Before Chicago had a name, it was a threshold of mud, fire, and shifting power. Explorers paddled past danger, nations moved through the Portage, and the land itself seemed to brace for a future that would carve it open. This is the story of the city before the city existed. Continue reading