Back in 1959, there was a woman named Joan. Joan lived the ideal life. Wonderful husband. Four beautiful children. And a three story ranch with garage. But alas, Joan needed more. She needed excitement. She needed a thrill. She needed….a hobby.
One martini-soaked afternoon, she saw an advertisement in the back of her “Good Housekeeping” magazine for the book “Alcoa’s Book of Decorations”. Alcoa! Holy cow! That was her favorite aluminum foil! This was EXACTLY what she needed!
So off in the mail went her order form.
Two weeks went by….then three ….then four. Finally, one sunny day, her book came in the mail! And her life changed….
The next day she made a foil structure to display her fruits and vegetables. The family loved her new artistic flair…but were somewhat disappointed when they learned they weren’t allowed to eat the food. Just look at it. Worse, the aluminum foil was ruining the reception on the console TV she used for the display. But they were happy that she was happy.
After awhile, the kids decided that they would join in on the fun. At first, everything was great.
Susan made a stick pony.
David made a wig.
But things began to change. The passion for aluminum foil crafts was beginning to fade for everyone….except Joan. She started to “amp” things up in the foil department.
A decision that her parents truly regretted, along with the dinner choice.
But then, it just got weird. One day, her children came home from school. They had heard music as they were walking up the walkway and what sounded like glass crashing. When they opened the door…
And in the middle of the of it all… their mother. Doing the “Mashed Potato” like there was no tomorrow.
Things were never the same after that. Some say Joan ran away to work in an Alcoa factory. Others say she found a place on the edge of town…and designed all of her furnishings with foil.
It had all started so innocently. A woman. A book.
And 400 rolls of aluminum foil.