The 1981 Sears Wish Book

Monday, October 29, 2018

The arrival of the Sears Wish Book each year was a major deal for our family. Living out on a rural farm, this was our strongest connection to physical goods of the world.

I poured over this 1981 edition for days on end—maybe months—carefully making a birthday and Christmas list.

I was 10 years old, trying my best to include selections both reasonable and outlandish.

I’m sad to hear that Sears is filing for bankruptcy. I’m angry that it’s another result of private equity saddling a company with debt and stripping it of value—lining the pockets of hedge-fund operators.

Alas, I’ll set those feelings aside and remember the joy of wishful thinking, carefully turning each page.

View a bunch more spreads on Flickr.

p 452 – If only I got that guitar or violin, I would learn to play… (We eventually got a fiddle, I did not learn.)

p 487 – That snow jet sled would make it so awesome to go down the hill and be able to steer! (Never got it, bet it was top heavy and dumb anyway.)

p 534 – I DID get the Charlie McCarthy ventriloquist doll. We removed the monocle and mom made us matching plaid shirts.

p 549 – I learned printmaking from the Great Greetings Plates.

p 555 – Brushed up on math with the Little Professor.

p 559 – Used the heck out of that Crayola Caddy.

p 562 – Paint & Swirl was a mess, but the Rock Tumblr was fun until the polishing pellets were gone.

p 617 – I could spend hours with that Winnie the Pooh cube puzzle

p 624 – I once was laying my head on the ground playing with a Stomper 4×4, trying to get the perspective of a camera shooting a movie. The battery operated truck’s tires got wound up in my hair and they parents had to use scissors to cut it out.

p 637 – Star Wars! Probably the page I looked at The Most. I wanted that AT-AT soooooo bad.

Midnight oil

Sunday, October 28, 2018

Working on the weekend

Back home

Saturday, October 20, 2018

I shouldn’t have left that last post dangling for so many days.

Mom came home with her heart back in rhythm after a week in the hospital.

Family pulled together and made sure she was never alone through her stay.

Now we sort through the path ahead, grateful and focused.

We know more than we did before.

Our love and commitment to each other is strong.

We are setting new goals, paying more attention and honoring the moment.

As for the kitty? She was in for a visit and I was able to spend the evening with friends, celebrating a birthday with a good meal.

There was more than just good this day, there was wonderful.


Tuesday, October 16, 2018

Been here with a loved one since Saturday.

Every day some new tests.

No conclusive answers.

Waiting is always the hardest part.

She’d rather be tending to her garden.

Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band

Sunday, September 30, 2018

Reverend Peyton’s Big Damn Band touring their new album at Shake It Records.

Tram Tour through Spring Grove

Spring Grove has tram tours that happen a few times each month with a variety of different topics. Mom and I did a ‘History and Heritage’ tour and quite enjoyed learning about how the cemetery came to be, facts about notable residents, monuments, mausoleums and the trees.

Highly recommended. My only advice is to call way in advance to reserve a spot.

Postnote: This is the first time I favored photos from my phone (iPhone XS) over the dedicated camera I brought this afternoon (Sony RX100). It helped we had great light, but still? Wowsers.

Hi Mom!

A really big ginkgo tree.

Each person got a binder full of history on the tour to follow along. Yay. Also? I’d love to find this original photograph of these architects.

There’s no hands on the clock because time doesn’t matter to the residents here.

So many things

Saturday, September 29, 2018

Dinner with friends, including baby’s first nacho.

Celebrating a coworkers birthday for a cool minute.

Seeing our panoramas printed next to the original that lives in the library. (Info)

In the same room? The smallest book in the library.

Off to another friend’s birthday later in the night.

Only after I mistakenly went in to the neighbor’s party next door, complete with belly dancer.

An evening in OTR

Friday, September 28, 2018

Final Friday means things are happening downtown in Over the Rhine. Stopped by We Have Become Vikings to pick up a few prints. Enjoyed meeting Matt (above left), having a brew and shooting the breeze with him and Jason.

Then it was off to Indigo Hippo to look at the opening of a show that paired photography between separate folks called “Frame of Reference.”