Maggie and former Mayor Richard Daley. | Rich Hein~Sun-Times
Updated: August 28, 2011 12:22AM
Daley data . . .
The house market: Sneed hears former Mayor Richard M. Daley and wife, Maggie, are putting their South Loop house, which they reportedly bought for $400,000 about 15 years ago, on the market for a reported $1 million plus.
◆ Background: Mrs. Daley, who has been heroically battling metastatic breast cancer for several years, has a difficult time climbing stairs, and the couple has been living in a downtown apartment more conducive to that issue.
The Tylenol case . . .
Was the Unabomber the infamous Tylenol killer?
News the feds were probing the possibility Unabomber Ted Kaczynski, who is now in federal prison, might be the person who laced random Tylenol capsules with poison during a three-day period in 1982 killing seven people — prompted Sneed to call former Illinois Attorney General Tyrone Fahner, who ramrodded the probe back then.
◆ To wit: A brilliant lawyer who was given the unfortunate handle “Tylenol Ty” because the quirky case, which was never solved, caused massive hysteria, Fahner tells Sneed: “I suppose the case can now be labeled a random act of terrorism.”
◆ Quoth Fahner: “It was a terrible tragedy and it would be good for all the families of the victims if this were solved. It would be wonderful to put this thing to bed. I’m surprised none of us thought of this before, but I have no knowledge whatsoever of what’s happening now.
“They [the FBI] haven’t contacted me, but most of the FBI agents who worked the case are retired by now. It’s been at least a dozen years since I’ve heard any updates on the case . . . except for the screwball who was tried for extorting money in the Tylenol case in Massachusetts.”
◆ Does Fahner, who quelled hysteria by having Tylenol bottles pulled from shelves nationwide, give pause before buying Tylenol these days?
“Absolutely not,” he told Sneed. “My daughter just bought some Tylenol this weekend.”
Anne Keegan, 68, a fearless, no-holds-barred Chicago journalist who was one of the finest writers in our craft, died Wednesday night.
A former newspaper columnist who could hang with the military, run with the cops, and cry at a gypsy funeral, Keegan was matchless on a story requiring grit, guts and moxie . . . not to mention her way with words.
To all of us who knew Anne in our younger days, she was a wow! A siren, an extraordinary storyteller, a pal who punctuated her sentences with a drag on a cigarette and a sip of cognac while holding us spellbound. It was the days of the legendary City News Bureau and holding court at Riccardo’s.
A dinner at Anne and husband Leonard Aronson’s house on a Saturday night was a feast of words, wonder and wit. And if you weren’t watching closely, a dripping upstairs toilet might dribble a bit on the roast.
Gone are the days of “The One Meatball Society;” a one-night gathering of Chicago reporters, which will be forever delightful and unprintable to the likes of Bill Mullen, Dave Gilbert, Paul O’Connor, Terri Schultz, Rick Soll and Anne and Leonard.
To all of those who traveled the rest of life with Anne, she was the stuff of legend; a raconteur who had real stories to tell; the maestro of a great Christmas party; the writer of poetry; the owner of English Bulldogs and Irish Wolfhounds; the godmother of my son Patrick, her son’s namesake. Maggie Gentilcore, Steve Crews, Mike Cronin, Dorothy Collin, Bill Currie, Bob Benjamin (who hired her at UPI), Mike Fryer, Rev. Thomas Nangle, Jerry Crimmins, Rick Kogan, Michael Miner and photographer Val Mazzenga were amongst her closest friends.
The combination of a Yeats poem, a pre-Vatican mass, a rocket launcher, her father Thomas’ brilliance and curmudgeonliness and her late mother state Sen. Betty Anne Keegan’s leadership and determination, Anne was a character in a Damon Runyon novel.
Her copy was unassailable; her honor and courage intact; her life much too short. She will be buried in Springfield, in the Southwick family plot, next to her mother in sight of Abraham Lincoln’s grave.
Sneedlings . . .
Today’s birthdays: Naturi Naughton, 27; Busta Rhymes, 39; Tony Stewart, 40; Bronson Pinchot, 52; David Paterson, 57; Cher, 65; Joe Cocker, 67; Stan Mikita, 71; Anthony Zerbe, 75; Ron Reagan, 53 and Tony Goldwyn, 51 . . . Saturday’s birthdays: Mr. T, 59; Sallie DeAngeles, 47; RJ Melman, 32 and Judge Reinhold, 54.