My complicity in Cowles conspiracy

Just a little bit ago, I was in the Review Tower lobby talking to my friend Don Hanlon about the Stanley Cup finals.

While we were discussing last night’s Blackhawks/Bruins game, Betsy Cowles came through the front doors and headed toward the elevators.

I did not interrupt my conversation with Don to hector her about the River Park Square parking garage.

So there’s that.

Then, mere minutes later, I was over outside the post office on Riverside. I saw a young couple. The guy was pushing a baby stroller. He said something to the woman about finding a place to get something to eat.

They seemed like visitors, so I took the liberty of approaching them. I mentioned that River Park Square was nearby and that they could find several options there — maybe even something the kid would tolerate.

They thanked me. And, as any good corporate lackey would, I kept silent about the controversy over financing the parking garage.