The 405 Coffee Break with O.K. Solberg

Today O.K. tells you about his earliest memory. Do you remember yours?

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Greetings and Welcome to The 405 Coffee Break with O.K. Solberg

New episodes tend to air over the local KMMR radio station @ 5 minutes past 4PM each M-F. And have been doing so, nearly every week since Sept 2018.

I'm D.J. Rasmussen, O.K.s friend since junior high, possibly your neighbor & this websites maintainer, whom strives to get each episode's show notes written, the transcript proofed and the audio posted to the internet within a few hours of that days KMMR air time. NOTE: recently been publishing most new releases by 4:30PM.

Thanks for visiting and I hope you enjoy the time we can spend together.

OK Solberg:

I want to again welcome you to The 04:05 Coffee Break. Get your cup of coffee, glass iced tea, hot steaming mugga cocoa, and let's see what's happening.

OK Solberg:

Spring wheat $5.45 a bushel. 550lb steer calf record high, guys. $4.94 a pound. Are you kidding me? A calf that's not even ready to be slaughtered will bring you at $2,700 plus dollars. A butcher hog in Iowa 59ยข a pound. A 100lb fat lamb in Billings $2.42 a pound. But guys, there's more, much more.

OK Solberg:

Okay. Okay. Okay. Yesterday, I started a project that I believe, well, I'm gonna enjoy with great enthusiasm. Yesterday I told you I'd tell a story each day on The 405 and that way I can get these stories compiled and it won't seem insurmountable like doing them all at once if I do one story at a time.

OK Solberg:

Now, of course, on Mondays we'll still have Motor Monday. Now if I have a hankering to tell you why kids don't play marbles, I'll do that too. But little by little, I'll get these stories documented. Documented and have a little fun besides.

OK Solberg:

So today, I'll tell you about my earliest memory, the memory that goes back the furthest in my mind. You know, you have memories too. I shouldn't hog the scene here. Think back to your oldest memory.

OK Solberg:

Think now. Think. Think. Think. Now oftentimes, memories are connected to emotions. If something bad happened, you probably all remember it. Now on the other hand, if something wonderful happened, you'll never forget it. Emotions keep memories intact.

OK Solberg:

So what's your oldest memory? You remember? Were you eating a pickle from grandma's pickle jar and the dog barked and you bit your tongue? I don't know. What is your oldest memory?

OK Solberg:

While you're trying to remember, I remember to have a bible verse. Remember the former things of old for I am God and there's no other. I am God and there is none like me. Isaiah 46:9

OK Solberg:

Yeah. Remember the former things of old. Did you remember your oldest memory? Here's mine. My mother and father got married in 1953. Their first child came later that year when my sister Denise was born.

OK Solberg:

In 1954, my sister Vivian was born. Then I was born in 1957 and my little sister Evelyn, we call her Evie now, was born in 1958. And in 1960, well, my mom is expecting again. Well, you probably know that we lived out in the country 27 miles East Southeast to Malta. That's the town we live in now.

OK Solberg:

You know that. Since my mom was expecting, we rented a house right here in Malta. Of course, the idea was to be near the hospital when it came time to deliver the baby. Well, guess which house it was. It's still standing and it's right near the church where I sit typing this episode out.

OK Solberg:

So it's that house that Joe and Jill Houle live in now over on 9th Street. 9th Street West. Number 12, South 9th Street West. And the way I remember it as a 3 year old is that Ferrell's lived directly to the west of that house. Now that'd be Alice Ferrell, her husband, and Alice, the mother of Roger Ferrell. Can anyone verify if Ferrell's really lived there? Remember, I was only 3 years old and yeah, you know, you're not gonna accept the testimony of a 3 year old, are you?

OK Solberg:

So my dad had a 1953 Chevy pickup. And if you remember those pickups, they had running boards. My oldest clearest memory is me standing on the running board of that pickup crying my eyes out. See, I was a little crybaby because I wanted to go home with my daddy, and he was in town visiting all of us. But alas, my wish did not come true and I had to stay in with my mom, Denise, Vivian, and Evelyn.

OK Solberg:

Oh, yeah. And I slept in the upstairs bedroom and there was a Milky Way candy bar on the nightstand. Now as a three year old, I wanted that candy bar, but my mom told me it wasn't ours because we were renting the house. So every night I had to look at that candy bar, but I never got to eat it. But I've never forgotten it either.

OK Solberg:

Oh, here's another memory from that stay on 9th Street West. We were there over the 4th of July, and I will guarantee you, 10 to 1 odds, 100 to one if you'd like. I'll guarantee the town of Malta had a fireworks display that year, 1960, because we watched it out of the north window in that upstairs bedroom. First time I ever saw fireworks. Our parents also got us a treat that we couldn't open till my mother delivered the baby.

OK Solberg:

So on 07/13/1960 when we received word that my new baby brother Marvin was there, We weren't so excited about him. We wanted to open our gifts. Oh, yes. We did. It was great and I even remember what they were.

OK Solberg:

It was a big and I mean big plastic padlock with a great big giant key. Fun, fun, fun. Oh, yeah. Later my mom got the bill for delivery in the Malta hospital and the grand total was $100 on the nose. A $100. But the bill was itemized and charged for this and charged for that and one line item was delivery room, $25 charge. You know what guys?

OK Solberg:

My mom went down and told them she didn't get into the Delivery Room. The baby came real quick like. So bottom line, my parents paid $75 for the birth of my little baby brother. What about that then? Now I don't remember the delivery room story from 1960, but my mom did tell me about it much later.

OK Solberg:

So until next time, as you go out there, remember now, don't be bitter.