Recently, I wrote about the body in general, and how it falls apart at precisely the age of 40.
Here are more notes about this subject, prompted by columnist Mark Ollig, who told me that after the falling apart portion, some unraveling happens, too. “I think they made a movie about it called “The Unraveling,” he said.
Nevertheless, here are more observations on age:
More signs you are over the 40-year-old hill:
• You don’t care if people see you with an overloaded shopping cart full of embarrassing stuff like a 50-pack of toilet paper, or a new toilet scrubber.
• You wear makeup because you have to, not because you want to. It’s sort of like the difference between a salvage operation and augmentation of existing assets.
I’ll still keep you posted of any new developments for mid-40s and the big FIVE-OH.
Mark Ollig Day
I would like to thank the parade committee who sponsored the virtual parade for Mark Ollig Day, which was Jan. 21.
There wasn’t a “real” parade it was a hastily assembled slide show of Winsted Winter Festival pictures that featured signs like “We Love Mark!” or “Holy Trinity Graduate!” on the sides of old float pictures.
You can still see it with this link, if you have an appetite for silliness.
Apparently, a council member also teased Mark, saying that all the banners in Winsted proclaimed “Today is Mark Ollig Day,” to which I doctored a photo up as “proof.” When Mark expressed disbelief, this council member said he would ask public works to take the signs down.
It was hilarious, and we enjoyed ourselves immensely.
I’ve noted that Mark Ollig Day lands on a Thursday next year. Whew. Glad it didn’t hit the weekend.
(By the way, Mark really is “available” to readers in the real sense, being not married. So I stand corrected about that).
A trip back in time
I was asked by former Lester Prairie native Lawrence Reaman to dig into the back issues of the Lester Prairie News for four obituaries.
It’s been so busy at the paper that I barely had time to do this, but it’s important to provide historical records like this and the newspaper bound editions (unlike the Internet) are actually timeless records of such critical things as genealogy.
It’s tricky to look up back issues because you can lose a good two hours doing nothing but enjoying yourself.
Once you open the pages of the old newspapers, you see names of people that you know, or earlier versions of people with more hair in fact, I just teased HLWW teacher Charlie Bush the other day about a dark moustache he used to sport in the late 1970s. It was groovy.
Nevertheless, I found four obituaries of the Spellum family for Mr. Reaman, who now lives in Kansas City, MO.
Of course, while doing this, I noticed an article that pertained to Douglas Jilek’s family (see clip) and couldn’t help but pull this, too.
We just printed an article about the 95-year legacy of banking in Lester Prairie pertaining to the Jilek family. It was interesting to see this come alive in front of my eyes, since a piece of proof about this close family tie to that community was printed Aug. 14, 1969.
Loren Jilek is Douglas Jilek’s father, who was attending banking school in 1969. Douglas Jilek is the president of First Community Bank of Lester Prairie.
Incidentally, school lunches went “up” to 30 cents each in Lester Prairie, as reported in that same issue, and I was a little over 1 year old.