Gut, hope your mom can get out of Chicago ok.
Our superstition was to not speak with passing a cemetary instead of holding your breath.
We also held up our feet in the car if we went through water or over a bridge.
Strange how we all have these superstitions huh?
Speaking of cemetaries, my mother taught me to drive a manual transmission car in a cemetary and told me that she chose that spot as "I couldn't hurt anyone there". True.