This is not a discussion about economics. Ugh, I wish it were.
Although I've been writing online since 1997, this is officially my tenth year with Typepad and the blog format. I've always envisioned this space as a time capsule for my descendants to open up one day.
What sort of stuff did Dave Rothacker write about? What did Dave find interesting? "What was my great, great grandfather like? - a future offspring might ask.
In order for this to work, I did my part in bringing two progenitors into this world. Mama Ro did hers, which was arguably a little bit harder. The result? Two beautiful daughters.
Quick question Dave. Who in their right mind would argue over whether your part or Rosemary's part was harder?
Good point. Women never get enough credit for having babies. And in my opinion that comment about "women have been doing it since the beginning of time, get over it," is insanely insane.
So, on that note, we now have the makings of a third generation emanating from Dave & Rosemary Rothacker: Carla's daughter Cece (cee-cee).
In 1977, Rosemary began to call me Chief, a title that she bestowed upon me with the resepct and reverence normally accorded to the head of one's household or tribe. The girls will often call me Dad Chief. So with that moniker in place, I decided to have the baby call me Chief instead of Grandpa.
For whatever reason however, we all referred to me as Grandpa and Rosemary as Grandma in front of Cece. Unable to pronounce either Grandma or Grandpa, Cece never really called us anything, that is, until a couple of months ago.
Ro was sitting on the couch with the baby next to her and I was in the kitchen ten feet away. All of a sudden Cece yells out "Cheap, Cheap!" With surprising power that came deep from within her gut, the baby, in no uncertain terms, was trying to get my attention. I wasn't sure to get Ro a sedative or call an ambulance. It's a miracle she didn't hurt herself laughing.
Cheap! Kinda shoots a hole in the whole head of the tribe, reverence program, eh?
Without ever asking her or instructing her, Cece called me her version of Chief: Cheap.
Future Rothacker's, you're going to hear this one way or the other, so it might as well be from me. Truth be told, Grandma Ro calls me Chief with all the respect due a circus clown. While she did begin to call me Chief in 1977, her inspiration was not that of a noble and proud Indian Chief. Instead it was from Will Sampson, the actor who played insane asylum inmate Chief Bromden in the movie One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest.
We were playing co-ed volleyball at the time. There was a mentally challenged gentleman playing with us whose style of play replicated the volleyball play of Chief Bromden's in the movie. To be clear, Rosemary never made fun of this young man; she made fun of me.