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Billy Conn

Posted by Mummy Dearest on Apr-21-2010

I nearly knocked The Boy down today : he would not let me upstairs to get my blue jeans. He was using his size once more against me. I have spoken to The Father about this, and he is going to have a little Father- Son chat with him : you are not Mummy’s boss.

The Boy and I are friends again. This all passes. But he better not do this again.

Today at his school, they talked about immigration to America. He has actually sucked up some of my talk about our family in America. He gave the standard answer : I am from the Boston area ( do you know what a hub is ? I am constantly trying to explain new words).

He impressed his friends by saying that Frenchy ( my Grandmother) lived on 8 Mile ( as in Eminem). She didn’t, she lived on 7 Mile. Same moonscape. I told him why people moved to Motown ( no, it has to do with the car industry. My Mother was born in Detroit and she always called it Motown) after the Depression : there was work. He did not say that Frenchy was born outside of Warsaw. Being polish is still not cool. One has to live up to this and say, I am Polish, make my day.

I said that in the end, parts of our family go back to the 1600′s in America, Pennsylvania. And then Virginia, Ohio, Kentucky. I know this. If I wanted to, I could prove this. He told his teacher that we have a lot of hillbillies in our family. I asked him, who in our family is a hillbilly ? Uncle Richard. Richard was born in Pittsburgh and lives in Ohio. To tell the truth, I don’t know what a hillbilly is.

He asked me if there where any blacks in our family. I said that I didn’t think so. I think that there is a good chance that one of my Mother’s grandfathers was Jewish, but who cares, this is a blessing in my opinion. I did not mention this.

I then explained ( he wanted to hear this, he kept telling me to continue the story) that a relative of ours most likely was involved in the Crosswhite Affair ( Wesley Kerlin) , which had to do with The Fugitive Slave Act. He had to be there with Giltner when he ran up to Michigan. He was married to one of Giltner’s daughters at the time. I told him that another relative met Lincoln ( Hugh Carrothers, although the spelling of this is very flexible). He married well. His father in law was a big politician from West Virginia, a senator, a congressman, who knows, it has been a long time since I looked at those Crothers. No doubt about this.

And then I told him something that would appeal to any boy’s heart : back in East Liberty ( Pittsburgh), Bucky ( my other Grandmother) decked Billy Conn. Ok, they were kids, this was before Joe Louis, but Bucky KO’ed him.

This has never surprised me. She was a woman of many talents.

  1. Karan Said,

    If your son and mine are a reflection of their teenage gender, then the whole body blocking thing is typical. El Jay always blocked my way and held things too far for me to reach. It’s that whole I’m king of the world thing going on with a “safe” opponent.

  2. Mummy Dearest Said,

    I really don’t like this, Karan. He has blocked me twice and and told me that I did not know what I was doing when I was fixing the laundry machine. What was he doing in the laundry room ? And I fixed it, yes, I am Rocky running up those stairs. I am the only one in this house who could have fixed this. He has got to back off of me, I really have a lot of problems when people limit my ability to move. My first instinct is to hit dirty. Father knows this about me and has said he will stop this. Plus my authority is being called into question. I am the Mother.

  3. Karan Said,

    I don’t like it either and he always did it when I was in my bound and determined mode. I’m glad he’s grown out of that stage. It was über obnoxious. Girl are much harder in other süper über obnoxious ways.

  4. Mummy Dearest Said,

    They grow out of it ? Good. I do not want to knee my only son. Boys seem to be driven by testosterone ( I am thinking of those monkeys in 2001, look, a stick! Or was it a bone ?) and Girls play mind games. I was once a girl, and I know all about this rubbish. But I am holding it pretty well, no , you don’t look like Shrek, no, I don’t love the other two more than you. I am very sorry that you are going through a difficult time. I could just vomit.

    In fact, I did again, this morning. Did I tell anyone this ? Probably not, who wants to hear that ? If I did, it had no impact on life here. Nope. Not one bit.

    Karan, I don’t want to hear Puccini any more in MY kitchen. I like a little bit of Puccini, but now, I am thinking cats in heat.

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