The Red Dress Club: Iceberg, Greenberg
DadGiraffe was in college during the 1960s. More accurately, DadGiraffe was in the library during the 1960s. At least that was what we finally concluded. It seems that for any major historical event during that turbulent decade, he was either on the way to the library, at the library, or returning from the library. Meaning that his cultural literacy is a bit on the weak side.
[In all fairness, DadGiraffe was Phi Beta Kappa at UCLA and that gave him preferential access to “the stacks.”]
Which brings us to Summer 2005. With my first year of Reform School under my belt, I was floundering in Hebrew. An occupational hazard, as one might imagine, for a future rabbi. For reasons far too complicated for this post, I needed to retake my final examinations and DadGiraffe offered to tutor me. Hoping to lift my spirits, he suggested we take our studies to the great outdoors and head for the beach.
Now here’s the thing: yes, DadGiraffe is a second generation Californian and yes, he has lived within close proximity to the beach for nearly all of his life. But he’s not from the beach bums. Or the surfers. An annual family outing to the nearby bay was just enough to satisfy the requirement. It just so happened that my need for a tutorial coincided with his annual trip.
On this particular sunny day, we found parking on a residential street some blocks away from the shoreline. Shlepping along, we came upon a house that resembled a makeshift altar of some sort, complete with tall memorial candles and pictures.
DadGiraffe: It looks as though that is a house of mourning.
FrumeSarah: I’m sure it is. That’s a picture of Jerry Garcia.
[a few moments of thoughtful silence]
DadGiraffe: You know, that’s really funny. There’s an ice cream flavour called “Cherry Garcia.”
FrumeSarah, collecting herself: Yeah. I know. It’s named for JERRY Garcia.
DadGiraffe: Now, who’s Jerry Garcia?
FrumeSarah: Jerry Garcia? Lead singer of the Grateful Dead…
DadGiraffe: Oh, those are the teddy bear guys, right?
FrumeSarah: uh-huh. They’re the teddy bear guys, Dad.
Remembe(RED) is a memoir meme. This week, the assigned topic? Sand. That’s it. No other guidance. Or word count. The word brought up so very many past experiences, but this was the one that clambered to be told. As always, constructive criticism is welcomed!