One caught my attention: I knew the place; I remembered it. It was the Edge Of Night Motel, in Antigo, Wisconsin.
Many years ago, in the mid-1980s, when I was a traveling administrative law judge for the Wisconsin Equal Rights Division, I had some hearings that took me to the Antigo area, where I stayed overnight.
I don't believe I was actually staying at the Edge Of Night; I think I was lodged at some more conventional place, a Holiday Inn or such. If I remember correctly, I ran across the Edge Of Night on my way to or from some north woods supper club for dinner.
I took this photograph at sunset, amused (as I confess I still am) by the cheap visual pun: Edge of Night. It also reminded me of something I remembered from when I was a kid: "The Edge Of Night," the classic soap opera that aired every weekday on our local CBS affiliate at 3:30 P.M., just about when I got home from school. I never watched much of it, but what I did see impressed me as having a somewhat darker, er, "edge," than most soap operas of that era.
What gets me now is the odd slogan on the back of their matchbook. Why, exactly, would you or should you remember the Edge Of Night Motel in Antigo, Wisconsin, for the rest of your life? I'm guessing that in most cases where someone ends up remembering a particular motel for the rest of their life, it's not because of good things that happened there.
But, then again, here I am, still remembering the Edge Of Night Motel after 30-some years...
