Almost half a century ago, the teenagers from St. Jerome’s were playing football at Sherwin Park on North Clark Street when a strange man came over and interrupted our game. He said he was about to open a sandwich shop nearby and we ought to check it out.
We did. This was the first of many encounters with Lou Ragusi who, to me, was always Capt’n Nemo.
I remember my initial reactions:
“This food is good.”
“This guy is nuts.”
He talked constantly and at high volume. He seemed to be arguing with his workers and they were arguing back. They all seemed to be having a good time. There was nothing like Nemo’s in the neighborhood at the time so I was sure he’d quickly fail.
48 years later, Capt’n Nemo’s is still there. Mr. Ragusi was real American entrepreneur.
Mr. Ragusi died on November 18 at age 88. Read the Sun-Times obituary.
Bon Voyage, Capt’n. I hope wherever you are, you are getting a free taste of soup and I hope it’s as good as Mrs. Nemo’s Split pea.
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