{"id":10014,"date":"2015-07-04T02:47:30","date_gmt":"2015-07-04T02:47:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/highplainsblogger.com\/?p=10014"},"modified":"2015-07-04T02:47:30","modified_gmt":"2015-07-04T02:47:30","slug":"two-memories-distinct-yet-related-come-to-mind","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/highplainsblogger.com\/?p=10014","title":{"rendered":"Two memories: distinct yet related come to mind"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<div class=\"twitter-share\"><a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/intent\/tweet?via=jkanelis\" class=\"twitter-share-button\">Tweet<\/a><\/div>\n<p>Once in the bluest of moons strange thoughts cross my mind, involving distinctly different memories but which somehow &#8212; oddly &#8212; are tied together in my heart and mind.<\/p>\n<p>My late grandmother and my hometown newspaper have come to my mind this evening.<\/p>\n<p>I got word today that The Oregonian is going to shut down its presses, darkening the production operation in downtown Portland, the city of my birth and where I came of age. It makes me sad.<\/p>\n<p>And on July 4, tomorrow, I will mark the 37th year since my beloved grandmother, Diamontoula Filipu, passed away. She died on the Fourth of July. I think of her almost daily. I think of her on Independence Day because Yiayia, as we called her, was a great American, a loving matriarch, the best cook who ever lived and was a proud American. She chose to live in the United States and never took for granted &#8212; not for an instant &#8212; the blessings she accrued when she moved here from Turkey not long after the turn of the 20th century.<\/p>\n<p>My wife told me that Yiayia likely timed her passing just to be sure that we&#8217;d remember it. Boy, do we ever.<\/p>\n<p>OK, so how are these two things related?<\/p>\n<p>Here goes.<\/p>\n<p>My wife and I hadn&#8217;t been married all that long. She was working in the circulation department on the ground floor of The Oregonian building. We had produced one son already; he was about a year old. Then we learned we were pregnant again.<\/p>\n<p>With this news fresh in our minds &#8212; and with little time to inform anyone of it &#8212; my wife went to work one morning and told a colleague of hers about our big news. Well, it turns out that her friend&#8217;s grandmother was a good friend of Yiayia&#8217;s. This friend, apparently, told his grandmother later that morning in a phone call. Her colleague&#8217;s grandmother than reportedly called Yiayia to congratulate her on becoming a great-grandmother again.<\/p>\n<p>One issue, though, arose: Yiayia didn&#8217;t know about it <em>until her friend told her<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>Later that evening, my wife and I walked into our little rental house. The phone rang. It was Yiayia.<\/p>\n<p>She was &#8220;mad&#8221; that we didn&#8217;t tell her\u00a0first about our big news. She proceeded to &#8220;scold&#8221; me, telling that she had to be kept informed\u00a0before anyone else when the news involves something so huge as the impending birth of a new family member.<\/p>\n<p>She then laughed and told me she loved me.<\/p>\n<p>That was Yiayia. Was she a busy-body? Sure. But old-country women are entitled<\/p>\n<p>It might be a stretch to combine these two memories, but they&#8217;re in my heart tonight as I think of a longstanding tradition in my hometown going away &#8212; and of one of the many happy\u00a0remembrances I have of my beloved Yiayia.<\/p>\n<p>I miss her every day.<\/p>\n\n<div class=\"twitter-share\"><a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/intent\/tweet?via=jkanelis\" class=\"twitter-share-button\">Tweet<\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Once in the bluest of moons strange thoughts cross my mind, involving distinctly different memories but which somehow &#8212; oddly &#8212; are tied together in my heart and mind. 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I got word today that The Oregonian is going to shut down &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/highplainsblogger.com\/?p=10014\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Two memories: distinct yet related come to mind<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[2257,4775,5324],"class_list":["post-10014","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-national-news","tag-independence-day","tag-the-oregonian","tag-yiayia"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/highplainsblogger.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10014","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/highplainsblogger.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/highplainsblogger.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/highplainsblogger.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/highplainsblogger.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=10014"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/highplainsblogger.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10014\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/highplainsblogger.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=10014"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/highplainsblogger.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=10014"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/highplainsblogger.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=10014"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}