{"id":6333,"date":"2011-10-27T12:34:51","date_gmt":"2011-10-27T16:34:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.yiddishecup.com\/blog\/?p=6333"},"modified":"2024-12-07T18:55:23","modified_gmt":"2024-12-07T23:55:23","slug":"moms-dating-service","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.yiddishecup.com\/blog\/2011\/10\/27\/moms-dating-service\/","title":{"rendered":"MOM’S DATING SERVICE"},"content":{"rendered":"

I lived in<\/strong><\/span> Beachwood at the Mark IV apartments (now the Hamptons) after college.\u00a0 I was staying at my parents\u2019 apartment.<\/p>\n

My dad said, \u201cI\u2019m sure you\u2019ll be a success some day.\u201d<\/p>\n

At what?\u00a0 Whatever it was, I should do a good job of it.\u00a0 My father never said, \u201cWhat are your plans?\u00a0 What do you see yourself doing in ten years?\u201d\u00a0 That would have been cruel.<\/p>\n

My post-college<\/strong><\/span> days were hell, but not a bad hell.\u00a0 My mother lined up blind dates for me.\u00a0 The dates were usually daughters of my mom\u2019s friends.\u00a0 I took the girls to bars and restaurants and ordered 7&7s.\u00a0 That was my total booze repertoire: 7&7.<\/p>\n

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I got feedback about the dates from my mother, who picked up tidbits through back channels, like at bridge games.\u00a0 Some of the girls liked me, some didn\u2019t. One date thought I was \u201ca little weird.\u201d<\/p>\n

She<\/em> was weird.\u00a0 She had no business dragging me to her dad\u2019s kangaroo court (his living room was plastered with World War II medals) for interrogation. What were my plans?\u00a0 What did I do?<\/p>\n

What\u2019s an apricot sour?<\/em>\u00a0 That\u2019s what she had ordered at the bar.<\/p>\n

Meanwhile,<\/strong><\/span> my old-neighborhood pal Frankie (not his real name) wanted to go to a Corvette rally, starting at Manner\u2019s Big Boy, Mayfield Heights. \u00a0Frankie had a brand-new 1974 \u2019Vette, 350 HP, headers, with all the emission controls removed.<\/p>\n

No thanks, Frankie.<\/p>\n

Frank said, \u201cYou think you\u2019re too good for my \u2019Vette!\u00a0 You\u2019d prefer a VW bus with a hippie slut.\u00a0 Hey, why not try real <\/em>chicks and real <\/em>cars.\u00a0 Friday night at the Strongsville Holiday Inn, it\u2019s crawling with it.\u00a0 Chicks and <\/em>\u2019Vettes.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll pass.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019d rather be in <\/em>Cleveland Heights<\/em>! \u00a0Any city that has a bumper sticker like that is a losing proposition.\u201d<\/p>\n

After my six-month sentence at the Mark IV, I moved to Cleveland Heights, into a double, which I shared with Case Western Reserve graduate students.<\/p>\n

Cleveland Heights<\/strong><\/span> worked.\u00a0 I\u2019ve been there ever since.<\/p>\n

I haven\u2019t seen Frank in more than 20 years.\u00a0 He doesn\u2019t hang around klezmer concerts, for one thing.<\/p>\n

My future wife, Alice, knocked on the door of the Cleveland Heights double, looking for a room to rent.<\/p>\n

Mom\u2019s Dating Service became history right then.<\/p>\n

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