There's an old saying that notes growing old is not for the weak. That's true. It's also hard on your wallet.
Monday, September 13, 2021
Growing Old: The cost of staying alive
There's an old saying that notes growing old is not for the weak. That's true. It's also hard on your wallet.
Friday, September 3, 2021
September and the rituals of autumn
I am happy to welcome September, the first of the autumnal "ber" months.
After two months of temperatures in mid-90s or higher in my areab and uncomfortable levels of humidity, we are enjoying cool days and cooler nights, the type that carry a hint of what is to come as we move through autumn.
Some already have started their autumn rituals. Local coffeehouses offered pumpkin spice lattes in mid-August and I saw Halloween candy displayed at a nearby grocery store nearly a month ago. Theses are the same shopkeepers who display Christmas decorations on October 1.
All of that is far too early for me. I'm from a time before algorithms and mass merchandising. Sure, we started thinking about Christmas wishes the day the Sears catalog arrived at the house, but we didn't shift to full holiday mode, until Vern Hagenbring decorated the big display window at the front of his store in downtown Arlington Heights.
And we didn't focus on Halloween until Uncle Ernie selected the pumpkins he planned to carve for Jack-o-lanterns, usually around October 20. Carve a pumpkin earlier than that, he'd say, and you'll have a rotten vegetable on your front porch on Halloween.
Things are more than a little different today. We still have strict adherents who don't speak of fall until September 22, the offficial start, according to the calendar. There are many others who believe autumn begins September 1, and others who think it starts the day temperatures reach a high in the mid-70s.
Some commentators say it's officially autumn when soccer moms appear in sweaters, down vests and knee-high boots. While that is a reasonable measurement, it overlooks that many moms dress in that manner way too early for the upper midwest, where temperatures might reach the mid-80s in late October. The sweaters go back in the closet when that happens and out come the summer shorts again.
I view September as a transition month, a segue from summer to autumn, from long days of heat and humidity to shorter days, longer nights, and steadily cooling temperatures.
September is for me the opportunity to finally say goodbye to August, a month I never cared for at any time during my years. August was physically uncomfortable for me while growing up. I was raised in a time when many homes did not have central air conditioning. Most families either relied on electric fans to move the air around inside their homes, or simply endured the conditions.
And August also represented the end of summer. No more weekend visits to friends with summer homes on Wisconsin lakes. No more days spent at the public swimming pool, and no more community festivals. (Remember, this was in a time when fests were held only during summer months, mostly because many fathers worked jobs that required Saturday hours.)
Public school resumed in September, after Labor Day, in those days. I was not a good student academically, but I always tried to put forth a good effort and always enjoyed reading and learning about history. I approached September with a view of it being a fresh opportunity to be a better student. Unfortunately for me, my enthusiasm typically faded by October and was forgotten by November. It was like a curse.
My family followed rituals that followed the calendar. Many families do, so we weren't unusual in the practice, but adhearance to the rituals took root in me. It might be out of habit, but I still follow many of those rituals and practices, some only at certain times of years. And I'm OK with that.
So I bid farewell to August 2021 (good riddance, you hot, wet SOB), and say "welcome September." Let's hope the month is full of both promise and promises met.
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Sunday, August 22, 2021
A week of shock and frustration
Thursday, July 29, 2021
My favorite films from 1981
Hollywood produced a diverse collection of movies in 1981, including one about the Russian Revolution, a comedy about life in the modern Army, and a tale of murder that I consider to be the best addition to the film noir genre in a generation.
Thursday, July 22, 2021
A few observations from my summer road trip
- Those of a certain age will remember the days when the Ponderosa Steakhouse was a popular chain of buffet/steakhouse restaurants. There was a Ponderosa not far from my parents house in Arlington Heights. That was back in the 1970s. I thought the chain ceased operation years ago, but was pleasantly surprised to learn there is one still serving customers in New Salem, IN, one of two still doing business in the Hoosier state.
- I also was surprised to learn a Big Boy Restaurant operates in Frankfurt, KY. Big Boy is another once widely popular chain of restaurants (known for its hamburgers) that I thought went defunct years ago. There was once one in Palatine, IL, not far from where I grew up. I last ate there in 1979. I haven't seen an open Big Boy in decades, yet there is one cooking up the Big Boy burger. Amazing.
- And finally on this tour of products considered long dead is Hamm's Beer. I saw a new billboard promoting a Hamm's Beer, a brew widely popular in the Midwest during the late 1960s. Hamm's used a black bear as its advertising mascot and boasted of being born "in the land of sky-blue waters." Its market share and sales declined in the 1970s and continued a long slide. But the beer also is supported by a core group of consumers, and some fans even operate a page on Facebook. I was never a fan of the beer, but I'm always impressed when a product can survive dark days and establish itself with a loyal base.
- Indiana's economy seems active and doing well in certain sectors, based on what I observed. We saw construction of several commercial buildings, mostly warehouses and distribution centers. I hope that continues for the Hoosiers.
- I was impressed with the number of private colleges and public universities we encountered on our journey to the national park. I had heard of most of the schools previously, the University of Tennessee and Eastern Kentucky University, for example. But two were new to me - Transylvania University in Lexington, KY, and Maryville College in Maryville, TN. I was particularly impressed with Maryville College.
- Those who travel by car are familiar with the state-operated "rest areas" along the interstates. Illinois has the worst, in my opinion. They are out of date and poorly maintained. They are not pleasant places to visit. I try to avoid them and stop at one only when no other option is immediately available. Sadly, Indiana's rest areas are little better than what Illinois offers. I was disappointed with Indiana's efforts. For my money, Texas offers the very best public-operated rest areas. And if you're looking for a clean privately owned location for a rest while on the road, try a Love's Travel Stop. We visted a few and each was clean and well maintained.
Thursday, June 17, 2021
Thanks for the memories, Ned
I was saddened to learn of Ned Beatty's death at age 83 on June 13.




