Archive for February 29th, 2008
A Straussian car ride
Ever have a father-son talk like this?
Today, on my way to part one of a possible multipart job application process, my dad started rehashing the past in the car. He decided to recount what some of my high school classmates were like as children. First came my friend Andrew who, when he and his family returned from a vacation, would report that they were “away for 96 hours.” Cute.
The real meat of this rather abrupt conversation came when my dad described another classmate of mine, Ben (whose full name shall remain anonymous but he now goes to a very prestigious East Coast school in Boston) who “came over once and Minnie [my babysitter and later on housekeeper as I got older] said could never come again because he pooped in the alleyway next to the house.”
I have no idea what prompted my father’s stroll down memory lane but all I could muster as a response was a rather faint “hmmmm.” In retrospect I can still imagine this Ben squatting next to my house —or any other house for that matter— today. And he’s like 24.
