Monday, September 26, 2011


This may be the last remaining pair of ear plugs straight from the stashes of Scott Paper Co. in Marinette, WI!  (Compliments of the late Tom Kushman I might add!)  When the hubs and Evan went to Marinette/Menominee a few weekends ago (ah, the glorious girls weekend it was!) he returned with some random goodies from my mom's house.  I came across these ear plugs and had to smile!  They are a vintage treasure (in my humble opinion!)
I get a kick out of these instructions:  ROLL~INSERT~HOLD!  I think my mom has seen the disgusting pair of earplugs lying around the house that the hubs using while cutting grass (when he remembers!) They are gross!  In true mom-like fashion, she's always lookin' out for us!
And for those of you who can't read, we have a full illustration of how to ROLL~INSERT~HOLD!  I love it!  I have fond love-hate memories of all those summers I spent in college working at the paper mill.  Thanks to the nepotism policy (you could only work at the mill if you had a parent working there!) I left college 100% debt free.  And that is amazing!  Those long hot summers of work reinforced in me the desire for a college degree and to get the hell out of that small town.  I could literally feel myself getting itchy to leave, to travel, to experience life, to grow, to change, to break free~to quiet all those voices inside myself telling me this wasn't gonna cut it.  I needed more.  I was more.

College was the first stepping stone to "leaving the nest."  So much has changed since the early '90s. (I graduated from college in '93)  It was a life-changing experience.  I loved it.  I wish the same for my children.  It's a magical time in one's life.  I just turned 40 and it's exciting to start a new list of dreams for myself.  To figure out "what to do with my life."  That feeling never goes away.  And if it does, I think I've stopped being true to myself.

Here's a shout out to Oprah (miss you!  miss your show!) and "the one thing I know for sure":  I shouldn't have worried or cared so much about what other people thought about me. And, I had really incredible parents and to this day I know I can always go home.

And all this from a little 'ol pair of earplugs.  I love how that happens!

1 comment:

  1. My 16 year old nephew is taking a Financial Peace class in high school. He asked me last week if I had taken out any loans for college. Thanks to good ole Scott Paper Co. that answer is "NO!" Love/hate was the exact way I would describe those experiences, as well. In the midst of it all, I recall lots of laughter. I now know what an important piece all those summers at the mill played into the work ethic I have today. What a blessing to walk away without debt and a college degree in my hand. Great post! Great walk down memory lane!