Day 337
For years, I’ve been oddly fascinated with unusual ways to understand people. Maybe that was a confusing sentence, but have you ever analyzed someone's refrigerator magnets? I think they offer a unique perspective into the stages of life the owner of said fridge might be in. Maybe it’s vacation magnets. Maybe it’s wedding save the dates. Maybe it’s baby pictures. Maybe it’s kid drawings and gold star papers. Taking a look at what adorns someone’s refrigerator can tell you a great deal about a person. For that particular individual, it can conjure up memories of days gone by.
Our own refrigerator has gone through quite an evolution. While it has gone through the transformation described above, there have been some mainstays that have traveled with us from the old house to the farm. In fact, the overall organization of how the decorations are situated on the door are similar.
The top left involves vacation spots magnets. Below it are kid creations. The top right is a random assortment of magnets, though most are sports or Wisconsin related. Below them used to be wedding save the dates, occasional Christmas cards, magnetic local sports team schedules, and baby announcements, Since those are few and far between now, a large magnetic clip holds coupons and restaurant take out menus.
A few particular items are of special interest to me. I’ve got a collection of old Brewer magnets depicting legends Robin Yount, Paul Molitor, and Dan Plesac. I assume they were a giveaway in the late 80’s or early 90’s. However, my favorite sports-themed magnet is from one of my favorite (and in my opinion underappreciated) Milwaukee Bucks, Vin Baker.
While the main collection is pretty consistent, we do add some items occasionally. Maybe it is a new vacation visit. Maybe it’s an updated Brewers schedule. Maybe it is a new piece of art from one of the kids. Recently, I added a few new magnets. With the passing of my father, I held onto a few magnets displaying a few of his favorite places, Milwaukee’s Potawatomi Casino and the National Railroad Museum in Green Bay. Every time, I see them, I’ll be reminded of our time together.
