I decided that I’m going to post 366 noteworthy events over the next decade of my life. Since this decade will last 3,652 days, I feel that 366 is an appropriate amount as it comes out to about one event every ten days. Notice that it doesn’t have to be an achievement, accomplishment, or anything big. Nor does it have to be a first time or even a happy or positive event. Just something…of note.

Here’s the first one, then:

On Friday, June 13th, I ventured to Eagles 34 in Minneapolis to see my friend Ryan play a solo set.

Despite the listing, above, Ryan played second. His set consisted of about 10 songs, including one he wrote with his brother Rhett when they were teenagers, a cover a Brian Wilson song (Brian just passed away a few days earlier), and a couple of songs that he wrote recently.

When I was a teenager, so many of my close friends were in bands, and I saw them perform often. Probably a month didn’t go by when this friend or the other were playing some gig somewhere. And when that wasn’t happening, I was at their homes while they were practicing music, or writing music, or recording music. In retrospect I just assumed that’s how it was and that’s how it would alway be.

But, of course, that’s not typical. Eventually, things changed. Friends grew up and grew busy with other endeavors. Some moved away. Others passed away. Inevitably, there were fewer and fewer occasions to see my friends play music.

So I was very happy to learn of this last-minute performance. I knew most of the songs Ryan played, and sang along with several of them. Also, I sat next to his wife, Esther, during the gig, and she had saltwater taffy with her, so that was a nice bonus.

As my fifth decade of life draws to a close this week, I want to spend a blog post itemizing some of the biggest achievements of the last 10 years.

Kids

On the day I turned 40, my oldest child was ten years old. Now, my youngest child is eleven. Owen has graduated both from high school and college. He obtained his driver’s license and has a job. Isla is now in high school, and Emmett finished elementary school just last week. I no longer have little kids!

Divorce

I know this isn’t generally considered an “achievement”, since this isn’t something most people aspire to. Nevertheless, I like to view it as growing rather than failing. Jennifer and I divorced in late-2019. There were some rough spots, but we get along quite well now, and I think we are both better for it.

Engagement

Brycie and I met online the day before I turned 45. We dated for a few weeks, broke up, then – about two months later – got back together and we’ve been together ever since. We’ve been engaged since 2021, and we have no date set for a wedding yet.

Education

I completed my undergraduate courses at Hamline University at age 41 with a major in English and a minor in History. I am now enrolled at Southern New Hampshire University working on my master’s degree. I am about 70% done.

A few random other accomplishments…

• I achieved Distinguished Toastmasters status in the Toastmasters International program at age 46. I had been in Toastmasters since my 30s, and I wasn’t planning to complete the program so soon, but they changed their rules and set a deadline, so I had to hurry it up.

• I have a goal of visiting all 50 states. At the time I turned 40, I had visited 22. Just a few weeks after turning 40, I went on a work trip that took me to Rhode Island and, shortly after that, another work trip took me to Oregan. Since then, I have also been to North Carolina, Arkansas, Mississippi, Connecticut, North Dakota, Missouri, Kansas, Virginia, Maryland, California, Wyoming, Montana, Oklahoma, Hawaii, New Hampshire, and Maine (in that order) bringing my total up to 40.

• I made a goal several years ago of visiting all of the MN Historical Society’s sites. At the time I turned 40, I had only been to three. Now I’ve been to 13. There are 26, so I’m halfway there.
• This isn’t really an achievement, either, but I think it’s interesting. At the time I turned 41, all four of my grandparents were still alive. I don’t personally know anyone else who can say that. In the years since then, they have all passed away, but I am thankful for the time I had with them.

Other things I am glad I did in this decade of my life (followed by the age at which I did them) include:

• Saw Fantasia on the big screen (40)

• Built and installed my own little free library (40)
• Went whale-watching (42 and 49)
• Interviewed in a documentary (42)
• Performed karaoke (44 and 49)
• Changed my middle name (44)
• Hiked on the Superior Hiking Trail (45)

• Visited Ireland and Northern Ireland (46)
• Saw my 2,000^th movie (46)
• Visited the Gateway Arch (46)

• Walked across the headwaters of the Mississippi River (46)

• Rode in a hot air balloon (47)

• Visited the Buddy Holly Memorial site (47)

• Visited Washington, D.C. (twice, both while 47)

• Saw the Pacific Ocean (47, 48, and 49)

• Saw a movie at the theater for every letter of the alphabet (47)

• Ate at a Mexican restaurant in Mexico (48)

• Got a tattoo (49)
  • Well, I suppose I got two tattoos, because Isla gave me this temporary one:

• But here’s the one I’m really talking about:

Things I’d like to accomplish in my 50s include:

• Seeing my two younger kids graduate from high school
• Marrying Brycie
• Publishing another book
• Touring the Washington Monument
• Visiting Voyageur’s National Park
• Visiting the Hennepin History Museum
• Obtaining a masters degree
• Visiting the 10 states I have not yet been to

On Monday, June 2nd, I attended an end-of-the-year picnic that Emmett’s elementary school holds annually. It was his antepenultimate day of school and, at 12:30, a bus drove the kids to a local city park, and I met them there. We had lunch, the kids played in a splash pool and on the playground and, as always, there were popsicles for everyone.

All the elementary school teachers were there, and some of the paras. A few other parents attended as well, including Emmett’s mom. And here’s the deal: His mom and I have been in attendance at every popsicle picnic since 2016, making this our 10th consecutive popsicle picnic. This is because we started attending when Isla was in kindergarten. For a couple years, both she and Emmett were in the elementary school. Then, once Isla moved on to middle school, we continued attending for Emmett. In fact, we’ve attended more than anyone else, because all the current teachers and paras weren’t there when Isla began kindergarten.

And…I gotta say…it was kinda sad. Emmett just turned 11, and now he’s done with elementary school. And I have no more little kids and I won’t be attending anymore popsicle picnics. It’s the end of an era! Lately, I’ve noticed how so many of the duties of parenting little kids have fallen away. For that, I’m happy – because I didn’t like some of it (I’m thinking of diaper changing here), and other parts of it got tiring (such as the need for constant supervision). So, really, I’m glad my kids aren’t little anymore. But some aspects of raising little kids were really great, and I will miss those – I already do miss those.

And I think the popsicle picnic essentially marked the last of the parenting-little-kids stuff that I ever get to do.