Arne Vedum

Profile Updated: March 26, 2013
Arne Vedum
Residing In: Milwaukee, WI USA
Spouse/Partner: Marie ~since 1999
Occupation: Person of Interest
Children: Valyrie MMIV ~
Natylie MMVI ~
Yes! Attending Reunion

Have had lots of colorful chapters since the Bradford days. There are a few things I would love to go back and do differently, but a different path wouldn't get me where I am today, so forget it.

It's cool perusing all the profiles of people I haven't seen in 20 years or so. I'm looking forward to meeting up with the class this summer.

Since graduation I dabbled with singing rock n roll in the Denver and Kenosha music scenes back in the early 90's. Notable points include attempting to commandeer a life-size neon horse on a rooftop, getting thrown out of Tom Bodett's Motel 6 at 7:30am, and getting a true police escort out of the city limits of OshKosh (and that was just one night). Somewhere after that I started an 11 year stint with Abbott Labs. I amused myself and others once again by insisting that they fire me instead of merely quitting like a normal person would do. I taped a ham sandwich to the bottom of my desk on my last day.
In the mid 90s I poked around MSOE for a bit in pursuit of an engineering degree. Soonafter I realized that getting a proper education would beat the creativity right out of me. Luckily I made it out in time. About '96 I met Marie at Abbott. She was the new girl. Some say she was infatuated with my mohawk, combat boots and sculpted buns (at the time, mind you), others think it was my smoove-a-liscious wit, charm and charisma. Truth is, no one really knows for sure to this day. I keep forgetting to ask her.
In '97 we moved into an 1892 house in a historic district in Milwaukee. It was during this era that we began to hone our "halloween party throwing" skills. Four years later we bought an apartment building AND a German-Victorian stone mansion in need of restoration just around the corner. Overall it was as thrilling and exhausting as a six-year-long near death experience. By the time we sold the mansion in early 2008, DanseMacabre, as it has come to be known, was -and still is- legendary in Milwaukee party lore, featuring 4 floors of decor, 3 full bars, an electric chair and a full scale dance floor that rivaled almost any club in town; just for us and 250 of our closest friends. (admittedly I miss having a private night club the most)
As of now we are rehabbing a more reasonable sized home in the neighborhood (our 3rd in 11 years) and focusing more on family. In fact as I compose this, we are planning to go down to Summerfest. ...not to stack 18 beer cups and then go bar hopping, but to attend the annual kids day, dubbed "stroller chaos" by me in the past. Life is a spectrum, is it not?

School Story:

The mouse in Miss Bergo's desk; Airborne Paielli's donuts, zero hour, Pepsi hill; Not unhooking the "multi-thousand-dollar-infrared-exhaust-gas-analyzer" from my Javelin before hastily backing out of shop class; spending the summers of 87 & 88 in the Alpine Valley parking lot pasting beer bottle labels on my car; ---countless other things I am still not willing to admit to....
(Actually, now that I think about it, not much has changed for me)