A few years ago, as my family of four was sitting down to meatballs, it occurred to me that my daughters, then about 10 and 8 years old, had never heard one of the Rosenstrach’s most legendary stories, the kind of yarn has been told so many times (mostly by their grandfather) that we have forgotten where the truth begins and ends.
“Girls?” I asked as I grated some fresh parm over their plates, “Have I ever told you The Dog Story?”
I noticed the focus adjust in their eyeballs like the lens on a camera. I had their undivided attention, which, I should’ve known by then, is what always what happens when you start a dinner conversation with the words “Did I ever tell you the story…?”
I started in on The Dog Story…