Wednesday, January 31, 2024

Wednesday, 1/31

Don’t loathe me for saying this but I have a deep, dark secret to share I'd like to share.

My name is Jim, and I don’t get sick.

These days, I’m surrounded by sniffling co-workers at several jobs and passersby who say “hello” through a hacking cough or watery eyes. Yet, I feel fine. Better than fine, actually, considering the fact that our two weeks of winter is over and I expect flower buds to start popping up any day now.

What can I say, other than, perhaps, “Sorry”?

In fact, I can’t remember the last time I was seriously sick. I do remember one BAD bout back in the mid 70’s when I was a kid and had to stay home from school for a week, but other than hay fever every spring & fall, I just don’t seem to get sick. Believe it or not, I’ve never actually been in the hospital. Okay, I’ve visited people in the hospital before, but I’ve never been a patient (unless you count a trip to the E.R or walk-in clinics because of bike or roller-blading mishaps, but that's thanks to klutziness, not germs).

Now, I don’t know why this is. Maybe I’m just genetically lucky. Maybe it’s because I wash my hands every so often, eat well, try to stay in shape, get the vaccines I should, and don’t let myself get run down.

Or maybe it’s because I laugh.

I remember reading something a couple of years ago on how having a positive mental attitude can actually ward off disease. Apparently, people who are optimistic and/or laugh a lot get over a cold quicker, suffer fewer bouts of illness and, in general, have a stronger immune system. So, just maybe, there IS something to that, and I’m lucky enough to be the recipient of that.

Of course, I’m now aware that, by having written this blog on how I never get sick, I’m destined to come down with something like Bird Flu or Covid. And with the way some people look at me when I don’t catch their bugs...well, I know a few people who might laugh at the irony in that.

But think of it this way—at least they'll be boosting their immune systems while doing it.

8-)

(jim@wmqt.com)

Tuesday, January 30, 2024

Tuesday, 1/30

The first time I saw the music video it really touched me. And now that one of its real-life inspirations is gone, it touches me even more.

The music video to which I'm referring is for Harry Styles' “Satellite”. It's an interesting piece of work; basically the story of a Mars-like rover on Earth and how it's trying to find home. As its battery slowly wears out the video ends with it making it to the Kennedy Space Center where it shuts down, having found “home”, causing space geeks around the world to go “aaaah” and try to hold back a tear or two.

Or at least that's what happened to one space geek whose name we shall not reveal.

Anyway, the video popped into my head last week when word came down that the Ingenuity Mars helicopter, which was sent up with the Perseverance rover, broke a rotor, can no longer fly, and is being left behind as Perseverance moves on. No one should really shed a tear for Ingenuity; after all, it was made of out (among other things) parts of a cell phone and was designed to fly five times. It ended taking to the Martian skies over 70 times, showing that humans really sometimes know what they're doing.

Sometimes.

Perseverance, which has its own first-person social media accounts, send out a picture of Ingenuity as it was being left behind, and my brain immediately flashed back to the Harry Styles video, especially the very sad ending because, I guess, Ingenuity never had the chance to make it “home”. It did things it was never expected to do, and maybe that's why just leaving it on the surface of another planet is sad, in a bizarre way.

It's strange how we as humans anthropomorphize things, especially machines, and especially Mars rovers. Whenever one of them—Spirit, Opportunity, you name them—dies, some of us feel as much sadness as we might if a pet had died. And it's strange; after all, these are just machines sent to another planet. But because they do things no one expected, and they do them for much longer than expected, we think they'll be doing these amazing things forever. But when they reach their inevitable end, for some reason we're shocked. We shouldn't be, because space is hard. But that's how we feel.

Just like some of did when the news of Ingenuity's “passing” came down.

Here—the video that started it all.



(jim@wmqt.com)

Monday, January 29, 2024

Monday, 1/29

I'll be able to sleep one of these years...right?

I made it through my weekend, which, if you recall, consisted of a big History Center show, a TV show, a radio show, announcing at one of the biggest ski races in the country, and writing for another TV gig that I'll be doing later today.

Because, you know, that's how “normal people” spend three days, right?

8-)

It was interesting announcing the race Saturday. Because of the lack of good snow it was held out at the Noque Forestville Trailhead instead of the Dome in Marquette. Overnight fog had melted more of the snow, and then the sun (believe it or not) the day of the race led to more of it going away. It's a good thing the race won't be held this week. I have a feeling that there won't be any snow LEFT by this upcoming Saturday.



Not that the conditions seemed to deter the participants in the Noque. Their races may have been shortened and the trails may not have been optimal, but as always everyone seemed to have a big smile on their face as they crossed the finish line.

And that's always a good thing.



So...now what? Do I take advantage of a (mostly clear) schedule and relax for a few weeks? Do I sit back, sigh a sigh of relief, and kick my feet off. Uhm...how long have you been reading these?

Details coming (very) soon on my next project!

(jim@wmqt.com)

Friday, January 26, 2024

Friday, 1/26

How did it go last night? Well, if a picture is worth a thousand words, just let me say...


More on that Monday. Now, I'm off to host a TV show. And then go do a radio show. And then announce a cross-country ski race that'll probably take place in the rain. And then write a piece for another TV show.

Because, as I keep saying and as we all know, my life is weird.

Have a great weekend!!

(jim@wmqt.com)

Thursday, January 25, 2024

Thursday, 1/25

The next 48 hours should be interesting.

Here's what I mean. Starting at 6 tonight, I have a 48 hour span where each and every single “Jim” gets to do something, and hopefully do it well. It starts when History Jim has his big (and sold out) “Legends & Lore” show with Jack Deo at Kaufman for The History Center. After a little sleep, TV Jim has to get up and shoot the last of the quarter-finals for “High School Bowl” Friday morning. Radio Jim then spends the day Friday doing whatever the heck it is Radio Jim does. Tomorrow night, Normal Jim (and quit giggling; even though it sounds like an oxymoron there IS a Normal Jim) has to take care of whatever it is Normal Jim does (namely running & grocery shopping), because all day Saturday Finish Line Jim gets to spend the announcing the names of all 1,700 (or so) skiers coming across the finish line at the Noquemanon.

Then all the Jims combine into one and pass out. Or they would, except on Sunday at least one of the Jims has to write a TV piece for Monday and (probably) carry on a family tradition and cheer for the Lions.

Actually, I have no doubt I'll be able to physically do it all. I'm a little worried about my voice holding out, but as long as I don't talk when I don't need to talk, and I drink a lot of tea, I should be okay. Nope; the thing I'm kinda curious about is the decompression aspect of it all. Or, more to the point, the lack-of-decompression aspect of it all.

Let me explain—normally, when you do something “big”, like put on a history show in front of 800 people, or host a TV show, or announce 1,700 names, you like to “decompress” afterwards. You like to put your feet up, and reflect upon what just happened (or, at least, that's what I like to do). But with so many events in the next 48 hours coming bam-bam-bam, one right after the other, I won't have the chance to do that. I'll either be rushing from event to event, preparing for the next event to come up, or (trying to) eat & sleep. From the time I hit the stage at Kaufman to the time I announce the last person coming across the Noque finish line, I'll have done a whole bunch of amazing stuff.

I just have to hope I remember what it all was.

Now, I'm not complaining. After all, I know just how fortunate I am to be able to do all this. And I'm gonna have a blast doing it all. This may be picky on my part, but I just wish I'd have a few minutes to appreciate it all while it's happening, instead of looking back on it a few days later and hoping I got everything out of the 48 hours that I hoped to.

Oh well; that's life. And it all starts later tonight at Kaufman. Hope to see you at one or more of the events. I highly doubt there will be one of these tomorrow; if there is, it may just be a few words or a picture from “Legends & Lore”. Otherwise, a full report on Monday assuming, of course, I'm still alive.

8-)

(jim@wmqt.com)

Wednesday, January 24, 2024

Wednesday, 1/24

Since I have to go shoot yet another episode of “High School Bowl” (and, if you think we're shooting them a lot these days, we really are, but only have a few left to go) I'm going to leave you with the newspaper article I wrote for the big show tomorrow night. I've promised to do it a few times, and since I always try to keep my promises, here 'tis.

Tomorrow, how I'm still trying to wrap my mind around the fact that we sold out the show three days before we hit the stage. And how the next few days are going to be...insane.

Sadly, perhaps, just the way I like it.

8-)

(jim@wmqt.com)


******

One of the rainiest days in Marquette history led to one of the worst scenes of destruction in the downtown area of the city since the Great Fire of 1868.


July 28th, 1949 started off as a hot & sticky day in Marquette, part of a nation-wide heatwave that would eventually claim a hundred victims throughout the U.S.  That afternoon a cold front began to move through the area, with a leading edge that brought rain to a wide swath of the Midwest.


The most torrential of that rain hit Marquette County.


Between 7:15 pm & 10 pm that evening 3.93 inches of rain fell on the city of Marquette, which at the time set a one-day record, according to the National Weather Service.  The rain (and the lightning that accompanied it) knocked out electric and phone service to most of the city, and overloaded Marquette’s water and sewer system.  It also flooded buildings, tore out railroad lines, and washed out an entire block of a Marquette city street–


The 100 East block of Spring Street.


The excess rain water, which was running down the street’s hill, eroded the pavement and dug a gaping valley through the middle of the street.  It also damaged the walls and foundations of the structures that at that time lined Spring Street.  On the south side of the street 40 feet of a wall of the Tonella & Rupp store was damaged, while at the bottom of the hill the south wall of the Reliable Service car dealership was washed away, threatening to collapse the three story tall building’s foundation.


The rushing water also washed out both the LS& I and the DSS&A railroad tracks that ran along Lake Street at the bottom of the Spring Street hill.  All of that damage, combined with flooding along the Whetstone Creek and in south Marquette, led city officials to estimate that the three hours of rain caused over half a million dollars damage (equal to about $8 million today).


Photo courtesy Superior View Studios

The damage wasn’t limited to just the city of Marquette.  Ishpeming reported receiving over 5 inches of rain during those three hours, but with no major incidents to report other than a few flooded basements and broken windows.  Passenger train service from the Chicago & Northwest Railroad was also shut down in Marquette County as track washouts near Goose Lake made travel impossible.


The damage ended as soon as the rain stopped.   Almost all Marquette residents had their electricity restored by the next day, and receding waters allowed the resumption of passenger train service the day following.  Work also began on the buildings damaged by the Spring Street flood, an area that became a popular destination for city residents looking to take pictures of the destruction and, perhaps, to pick up a souvenir or two.


The street itself was eventually filled in and rebuilt by city crews over the next several months.  The businesses operating along that block of Spring Street continued operations throughout the entire time.


Several days after the storm, C.O. Tucker, who was a meteorologist with the National Weather Service in Marquette, did the math and estimated that 694 MILLION gallons of water fell on the city during the three hour downpour.


Since then, according to the National Weather Service, the one day rainfall record for Marquette has been broken twice–-with 4.1 inches on October 24th, 1959, and then again with 5.1 inches on May 12th, 2006.  But neither of those storms seems to have caused the massive amount of damage as was caused by the storm that hit Marquette the evening of July 28th, 1949.

Tuesday, January 23, 2024

Tuesday, 1/23

I kinda like the picture myself.

Here we are, two days before our big “Legends & Lore” show at Kaufman, and my pal Jack & I have finally put the show together. Our shows are often quite spontaneous (as we always quip to the crowd, “you're not paying for us to rehearse, you're donating to the History Center”) but once everything is compiled we do run through the show quickly to make sure all the pictures are in place and that we each know what the other will be talking about.

Well, we went through all 300+ (yes, 300+) pictures yesterday, and I think we have a GREAT show coming up. (Speaking of which, it sold out as of yesterday afternoon...the soonest we've ever done it!)  You'll see things you've never seen before and hear stories you've never heard before, and you'll also see a picture I took a few weeks ago of the building in which I work--


When we were going through them Jack commented on how he thought the picture was great, and coming from a professional photographer that's quite the compliment. I took it with my phone on New Year's Day, believe it or not, and the low winter sun angle (and lack of snow) just gave the picture a very colorful glow. I guess I hadn't realized it until Jack said something about it.

I guess it is kinda cool.

Now, you ask, why would I take a picture of the building in which I work? Well, I answer, it involves the people who had it built 99 years ago—the Knights of Pythias. I'm doing a gag segment on fraternal organizations and the weird get-ups they used to wear, and I'm closing with the Pythians because (and I had no idea about this) they were actually formed in the UP.

That's all I'm gonna say about it here. I'll spill the rest of the beans some day after the show. After all, I don't want to share ALL the good stuff before the crowd gathers on Thursday, do I?

8-)

(jim@wmqt.com)