{"id":2218,"date":"2010-11-22T11:40:27","date_gmt":"2010-11-22T16:40:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/debslunch.com\/debslunchblog\/?p=2218"},"modified":"2010-11-23T16:27:33","modified_gmt":"2010-11-23T21:27:33","slug":"dads-yahrzeit","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/debslunch.com\/debslunchblog\/dads-yahrzeit\/","title":{"rendered":"Dad&#8217;s yahrzeit"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday &#8211; November 21st &#8211; is my Dad&#8217;s yahrzeit, or anniversary of his death. Twelve years now, since he died in 1998. It was a Saturday that year. <\/p>\n<p>I didn&#8217;t light a candle as I have <a href=\"http:\/\/4.bp.blogspot.com\/_Z24uOlpbKq0\/R0T1-SGY7yI\/AAAAAAAAA0k\/AVFeJ0Q3Auc\/s1600\/dadyahrzeit2.jpg\">other years<\/a>, but I went and bought a fresh bottle of gin, <a href=\"http:\/\/deathsdoorspirits.com\/pages\/spirits\/spirits.php\">Death&#8217;s Door<\/a>, so that I could drink a toast to my dad. Not his brand, but his style &#8211; he would&#8217;ve ordered Beefeaters on the rocks with a twist, and that&#8217;s how I drank mine. Death&#8217;s Door wasn&#8217;t being made when he was alive, but I think he would&#8217;ve liked it &#8211; it has a peppery note along with the juniper.<\/p>\n<p>My brother <a href=\"http:\/\/327words.blogspot.com\/2010\/11\/yes.html\">wrote a nice post<\/a> this year &#8211; remembering dad and football. I liked reading it because I know my son has similar memories, since our dad &#8211; his Opa &#8211; lived long enough to take him to at least one football game at Three Rivers Stadium &#8211; a place <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Three_Rivers_Stadium\">that&#8217;s not here anymore<\/a>, either.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<a href=\"https:\/\/debslunch.com\/debslunchblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/11\/20101122-104102.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/debslunch.com\/debslunchblog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/11\/20101122-104102.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Yesterday &#8211; November 21st &#8211; is my Dad&#8217;s yahrzeit, or anniversary of his death. Twelve years now, since he died in 1998. It was a Saturday that year. I didn&#8217;t light a candle as I have other years, but I went and bought a fresh bottle of gin, Death&#8217;s Door, so that I could drink [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[166,167,156],"class_list":["post-2218","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-dads-yahrzeit","tag-gin","tag-memory"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/debslunch.com\/debslunchblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2218","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/debslunch.com\/debslunchblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/debslunch.com\/debslunchblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/debslunch.com\/debslunchblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/debslunch.com\/debslunchblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2218"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/debslunch.com\/debslunchblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2218\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2233,"href":"https:\/\/debslunch.com\/debslunchblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2218\/revisions\/2233"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/debslunch.com\/debslunchblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2218"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/debslunch.com\/debslunchblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2218"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/debslunch.com\/debslunchblog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2218"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}