The October 2023 Birthday Trip, Part 4 of 6: Antiquing Practice

A framed old Star Wars poster by Drew Struzan and Charlie White III (possibly a reprint) stands on a shelf along with a couple dozen loose Star Wars figures and some unrelated Hot Wheels.

Star Wars, age 46, is now a kind of antique. Sigh.

Previously on Midlife Crisis Crossover:

In addition to our annual road trips, my wife Anne and I have a twice-yearly tradition of spending our birthdays together, usually traveling to some new place or attraction as a short-term road trip — partly as an excuse to spend time together on those most wondrous days, partly to explore areas we’ve never experienced before. That’s every May for me and every October for her. We’re the Goldens. It’s who we are and what we do.

Anne knew what she wanted to do for this year’s birthday outing way back in July: see Patrick Stewart live on stage in Cincinnati. As previously recounted, we landed fourth-row seats and had a wonderful time. But Admiral Shakespeare’s grand tour wasn’t the only thing we did that weekend. Friday on our way from Indianapolis to Cincy we spent the afternoon in the Hoosier town of Oldenburg, where German roots run deep and our curiosity abounded…

Other than the Brau Haus, the Oldenburg business that held our attention the longest was Carriage House Antiques. We don’t officially collect antiques per se just yet, but I can feel the urge coming as we age. I’ve bought the occasional objet d’art here and there, like that one time in Paducah when I picked up a stack of random issues of Marvel’s Quasar from an antique shop, not in the 3-for-$1 clearance boxes at the comic shop down the block. I could feel that same tug as we wandered this year’s Indiana State Fair, though their antique assortment was a competition, not a bazaar. Will we ever give in to the full antiquing urge and begin hoarding stuff we find that’s older than us, or are we okay with merely window-shopping and pointing at random items while telling each other, “Hey, I remember when this was a thing”?


Two-story brick building with white roof and trimmings, plus sideways concrete steps leading up to the front door.

Carriage House Antiques’ building, est. circa 1855, has at various times been a general store, a hotel, a saloon, and definitely a bank.

Wooden yellow sign with red lettering for Sister Cleo's Homemade Ice Cream, hung sideways from a bracket on the brick building. Center image is a drawing of a blue ice cream maker.

But they’re two businesses in one: also inside is Sister Cleo’s Homemade Ice Cream.

Inside is an old wooden bank teller window, complete with CASHIER window pane at the top. Non-bank objects clutter around such as shirts, clocks, and Tupperware holding ice cream cones.

A preserved bank teller window makes a fun receptionist’s desk. At far left is the ice cream seller window.

An entire, open, massive bank vault door. Old cups and plates are on a shelf in front of it.

Not the first time we’ve seen a real bank vault door in a former bank. See also: last year’s visit to the It’s a Wonderful Life Museum in Seneca Falls, NY.

Old Safe deposit boxes now filled with old plates, nun busts, and Christmas decorations.

What once kept valuable goods safe now holds differently valuable wares.

A Vault Ventilator hanging on the wall, is a metal cabinet with a red light and a handle to pull to let in air. Below it, a shelf holds Catholic jewelry and small pictures.

On this day I learned Vault Ventilators are a thing, which Hollywood has worked into the plot of no bank-robbery flick ever.

Large 170-year-old document in a desktop vitrine.

Among the oldest artifacts with a date prominently written on it was this 1853 Pennsylvania land grant.

Lineup of wooden figurines with weird round holes for mouths. Two Santas stand in the middle.

Santa and his very specifically designed caroling friends are among the doll collections on hand.

Dozens of keys on a long-rectangular shelf.

Props for performing your own roadshow version of Locke & Key.

A Disney "Black Hole" storybook and 45 record with the movie's robots on the cover.

I saw The Black Hole at the Westlake Drive-In when I was 7. All I remember is a lot of talking. Like, A LOT.

An old music magazine. Front cover is some geeky 1950s singer named Sanford Clark, No, I've never heard of him either.

In the ’80s, Song Hits Magazine helped me learn the lyrics to popular mumbled tunes long before the internet took up that task. I had no idea it ran all the way from 1941 to 1990.

Pinkish cover to Kay Summersby's memoir "Eisenhower Was My Boss" with Ike on the cover in black-and-white.

For amateur historians like Anne, there’s the 1948 ghostwritten memoir by Eisenhower’s chauffeur, secretary, and, er, BFF.

A page from a Goethe book in German calligraphy.

Apropos of Oldenburg, some Goethe in the original German. I read a little in college before I dropped out.

Old Disney Christmas comic with Mickey, Donald, Daisy, Morty Ferdie, Grandma Duck, and Ludwig von Drake on the cover.

The only comic they had in stock, Gold Key’s Walt Disney’s Christmas Parade from 1962. A little tempting, but I passed. I’ve probably read it in reprints.

We can confirm the ice cream is top-notch. I can vouch for their salted caramel variety. We didn’t take pics of those. We trust you’re familiar with the concept of ice cream in cups.

This concludes the Oldenburg leg of our journey. From here we charged onward to Cincinnati until I-75 South came to a dead stop for several minutes downtown, exactly as it’d done when we showed up for Cincy Comic Expo. Once again we abandoned the interstate a few exits early and faked our way to our destination. Then we reached our hotel, saw Admiral Shakespeare live, and took another round of photos in the city, which we hadn’t done in a few years…

To be continued! Other chapters in this very special miniseries:


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