Y'know, I'll never forget my last ride on a roller coaster. Because that's what it was--my last ride on a roller coaster. I was in my early 20s, and despite having had a miserable experience on every previous roller coaster spin I'd taken, I thought that this time would be better, because a very pretty girl asked me ever-so-sweetly to ride with her. That was a big error on both our parts.
Just before my high school graduation ceremony in May of 1981, our graduating class was warned to "not throw your caps in the air at the end of the ceremony." We did it anyway, and miraculously, there were no injuries. Had we been warned to "not do any backflips to celebrate," I most definitely would have complied.
I remember when my dad turned 60 years old. I asked him how it felt to be that age, and he pointed out that it didn't really matter to him what the number was, he was just happy to keep having birthdays (he got 24 more). He also said that after turning 40, the time between birthdays seemed to shorten from a year to about 6 months.
It was another afternoon and evening of severe weather across Northern Illinois and into the Chicago area. According to the National Weather Service:
An isolated severe storm developed early in the afternoon near Kane County and moved east, producing numerous reports of hail greater than 1" in diameter