In 2001, three of my four brothers and Dad gathered in Seattle (some of us came from Olympia WA, others down from Surrey BC) for some activities including a visit to the Experience Music project which is a sort of interactive museum at Seattle Center.
Amongst all the fine exhibits is/was a “live concert simulator” in which you are announced on to the stage with lights and crowd and play along in a kind of *deluxe karaoke* of sorts / with if I recall correctly ” twist and shout”. Really quite fun.
Brother Bob wasn’t in attendance so, we called our band “Bobless” which has become sort of our de facto codename for events and activities in which Bob is elsewhere.
Related: brother Dan and I were charter members of the Experience Music Project and received a special piece of tile as an artefact to commemorate this membership I will share this elsewhere in this archive at some point, probably/maybe.
Note: his broken knuckles / he was maître d’at various Vancouver nightclubs like The Cave and Palomar, occasional singer (including with Sammy Davis (sr) and Inkspots and used alias Lloyd Hamilton so would match his Lorne Head monogrammed cufflinks. A real charming character.
In preparing to enjoy Christmas 2019, i raided the archive of scanned slides which dear Mother diligently created (fortunately before her untimely passing) for a few to share with brothers.
In particular, brother James’ kids who received monogrammed robes from Ryoko and I for gifts, and also participated in various plays telling Christmas-related stories – both similar to these offerings.
Let’s bring some brothers into the mix… This shot features Dan as a convict though we all played the role at one time or another, James as a stylized first nations/coeur du bois/pirate character of some imagined sort … While brother Bob and I are ready to hop into Kenworth and Peterbilt respectively to hit the open road with CB radios. 10-4 good buddies and cheer up little clown Anders – it’s all gonna be ok.
My appreciation of both pigs and superpowers rolls on with a character aptly called “Super Pig” – diligently assembled and sewn by a budding craftsman. Alas the diligence of attempted nuance was slightly compromised again by yet another pair of specs.
Brother Dan seems quite comfortable in the convict suit, James is clowning around and Bob… Well Bob seems to be wearing a coat and pants #Understated
Well, i guess Bob was technically rocking the King Tut before my (i’m just gonna say it) legendary King Tut science fair exhibit complete with costume (keep in mind, that was fifth grade science fair and I rolled in bare chested in a loincloth).
Bob however, went for a literal interpretation taking cues from from the conventional death mask portraits of the young Pharaoh (the touring exhibit had been in Seattle this year). I point this out as mine was more historically nuanced accurate for his day-to-day wear.
Dan has graduated to ghost while James plays the role of the clown which he’s never really stopped playing now that I think about it…
I love this photo of Mom, my brothers and I, and various dogs and cat. I kept this photo clipped to the visor of my beloved VW bus and as I would ramble and roam to parts unknown, I could always get a smile from this ridiculous afternoon of hauling in dogs, choosing outfits which fit our personalities and taking snapshots. The outtakes, if I recall correctly, were absolutely ridiculous.
Originally published at Olsonboys.org circa 1999 — a site to share stories and culture of my family.
The Olsonboys trace their ancestry back to Norway where our surname was spelled Olsen. When grandfather Olaf left Norway at age 23 and arrived in Halifax the immigration people simply changed the spelling of his name.
The Olson family in Norway lived for at least the past 4-5 generations not far from Oslo the capital of Norway. The province is called Ostfold and the main place they lived was Sarpsborg. Locations named Tune, Skeberg, Gamlebyn and Helgebye are all in the same vicinity and are identified as places where births, marriages or deaths occurred.
Going back as far as we have on the patriarchal side it goes Mathias Olsen begat Ole Christian Mathisen who begat Thorvald Olsen who begat Olaf Olsen and a brother for Olaf named Harald. And Olaf begat a son Lorne Harold Olson on Dec. 1, 1941.
Lorne was raised primarily in Regina, Saskatchewan, attended Brigham Young University in Provo Utah and University of Oregon in Eugene. After marrying, he begat Robert Lorne Olaf Olson, David Aaron Thorvald Olson, Daniel Mark Mathias Olson, James William Christian Olson and Andrew Joseph Harald Olson.
The Mother of these Olsonboys is Lauralee Catherine Lucile Bannatyne Stevenson (Olson) now Elliott of Logan Utah. She was born in Belfast, Northern Ireland on Feb. 17, 1944, the daughter of Robert Louis Stevenson, the rambling salesman, business consultant and traveler and Isobel Steel Bannatyne, born in Aberdeen, Scotland now living resting near in Logan, Utah with many cats.