Dancing in Memory
This is my Bubbie.
In high school, she taught her boyfriend, who lived down the street, how to dance.
She taught him how to dance.
His name was Max...
He died before I was born.
I never got to know my grandpa.
But I never really got to know my Bubbie either.
I just know she taught her first love how to dance-- it was during the Great Depression in Chicago, and every Wednesday night, he would come over, following her into the living room.
And they would dance.
I wonder, the places people go when they close their eyes....