[by Amber Barrett]
My interactions with your dad were so funny. Little snippets of conversations about the blood type diet, growing up Jewish, drug stories, the reason he picked the specific bottle of wine for the occasion that he brought it for (Favorite was the Old Fart wine at Thanksgiving because him and Papabear were “Old Farts”) and how he constantly told me I was a rose amongst thorns in this world. He always had a way of lifting the spirits of anyone around him.
He asked me one time what it was like to date an ugly family! HaHahaha!!!! I told him that they were all so pale that they all made me feel exotic. I though he was going to need an inhaler he laughed so hard and started coughing. He was truly one of my favorite people to joke with. Sometimes off colored and inappropriate, but so damn funny! Actually, the 1st time I met your dad was at dinner. He kept telling these god awful Jewish jokes. After dinner, Gurnee asked “What did you think of Les?!” “He is really nice and funny. But, he seems very antisemitic.” Gurnee laughed so hard at this. “Amber, he is Jewish! That’s how he tells people he is Jewish!” I gave him a hard time about that the next time I saw him.
I adored your father. I looked forward to seeing him and sometimes just would drop by the video store in JC. He was truly a shining star! I hadn’t seen him in a few years, but the world does seem more empty just knowing I won’t see him again till I cross that rainbow bridge myself.
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