My brother the bad driver

Since Autumn said she liked hearing stories about her dad when he was a kid, it brought this one to mind.

Uncle Jason (as my kids refer to him) was supposed to be going to a school dance. He was going to be driving the fancy family car. It was either an old blue caprice classic, or a faded green dodge polara, both 4 doors and super long, and big old bumpers.

Either one like this caprice classic


(This is what uncle Jason thought he looked like in grandpa’s


caprice classic!!!)

Or like this beast of a dodge polara (which was actually on loan from his wife’s grandpa since we needed a car)


So you can see how that bumper in the front wraps around the corner. It seemed like it went past further on the side then it looks in that picture, but my memory might not be totally correct. Anyways, Uncle Jason had the car in the garage. The garage had a single car door opening with a man door next to it. Similar to this, but I think the man door was closer to the garage door.Before Garage Front

The garage was in the backyard behind the house on midland ave in westbend wi. actual photos below to help you visualizemidlandave2midlandave

So you had to curve a little as you backed out of the garage so that you did not hit the house corner. So as he is looking backwards to make sure he misses the house, the front bumper that sticks out catches on the wall between the garage door and the man door and yanks it right out. Thankfully for Uncle Jason, the header over the garage door continued over the man door and so the whole building did not fall down, just that little bit of wall.

I think grandpa Schultz still let him go to the dance.

Autumn, you can also ask him about the hit and run and how it felt to have to sit in the back of the squad car out front of that midland house.

Or the time he crashed into something in the pick n save with the citation.

Or the time he totalled a different citation.

or the time the boy on the bike crashed into his windshield.

there were more, but it is hard to remember them all.

I am sure the picture below is how Uncle Jason remembers his accidents in his mind. 🙂


I guess I better be careful or he might start telling stories about me. All of which would be untrue for sure. 🙂

Sister to the rescue 1985

Somewhere around 1985 we lived on Greentree in West Bend WI in a rental. I was in about 4th or 5th grade. Across the street was a big hill with a big open field at the top. My sister Melanie and I found some sheets of plywood laying up there and built a cool fort near a tree. We put all sorts of fallen branches and stuff around it to camo it from the neighborhood kids who were not very nice. One day we were up there working on it and Melanie was at the fort and I was out in the field looking for stuff to use. Some of the bullies that lived down the street that were probably about 8th grade found me and started beating me up. My sister Melanie who was two years older than me came and threw them off and would have beat them up if they had not run away. Later when we were at the street the kids yelled something about them beating me up and were making fun of me for getting saved by a girl. I yelled back, “yeah, but you got beat up by a girl!” They stopped taunting me after that.

Thanks Mel.

JJS 1993 screaming in pain

The kids love stories from when I was a kid. I was at the chiropractor today for an adjustment. My hip is really out of whack and so I have been in some pain. When I got adjusted today I screamed pretty loudly. It reminded me of this memory when I was younger.

The year is 1993, my parents had moved to Indonesia to do missionary work the summer before. My brother Jason, my older sister Melanie, and I were going to Indonesia to visit our parents and two younger sisters. We were supposed to go get some shots before we went so we would not get sick when we got there.

My sister Melanie hated getting shots, as in deathly afraid. So she was stressing out. We all three went to the doctor’s office together. Jason being the kind brother that he was, went first to ease Melanie’s nerves and show her how easy it was. Jason goes inside and the door closes. Suddenly Jason starts screaming in pain. The nurse opens the door holding the needle  and says “I have not even given him the shots yet.” Jason is in the background laughing.

I am sure Jason is very sorry Mel.