My family (both on my mom's and dad's side) immigrated to Chicago from Lithuania fleeing Stalin's regime during WWII. They moved to California right when I was born as my soc sec. card is from Ill. Spent many summers and a few cold winters with family in Chicago. So I always consider it my home away from home. I still have a few relatives, but a good handful of friends in the Chicago area. So the moment I started expressing love of football, my dad sat me down and had me watch Walter run... Sold ever since. I have tended to go back at least once a year to visit and try to catch a Bears game. Always iun the fall! I like to avoid winter and summer!
In LA, they had the Rams still and the Raiders in the early 80's. But I actually was raised in Ventura, CA, which is further north, but not far enough to be a SF fan... So I felt I was a bit in no man's land...thus, I adhered to my family's team. As did most of my freinds in the area. My dad went to college w/ Butkus and hung around in some of the same circles...and that's how he got into the Bears. Before that, his European background only had him a fan of basketball (as many may know of some of the success the Lithuanian national team has had in some of the Olympics) and soccer.
Thankfully, I only had to suffer about 6 years before the Bears started getting good in the early 80's! But, always having Walter made the pain far more bearable!