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Sunday
Oct142012

What About Cheech?

Whenever I get together with my favorite cousin and the bourbon begins to flow, and we commence to reminiscing about the family elders, one of us will inevitably say, "What about (fill in the blank)?" The other will immediately retort, "What about (fill in the blank), … What about Cheech?"

My cousin and I immediately break into wild laughter at the reference, while others in the room simply stare curiously at the apparent reference to our inside joke.

"What About Cheech?", refers to a story about my Uncle Cheech. Uncle Cheech lived all his life in a small town in Western Pennsylvania. Cheech was a devout Catholic and rarely traveled far from home. He was a self-made, very successful businessman in his late 60s. Above all, Cheech was very Italian. He was the elder of twelve children in a large extended Italian family.

When my younger brother announced his wedding date, Uncle Cheech decided to attend the wedding which coincidentally would take place in the same town that his son, Mike, presently called home, Atlanta, Georgia.

The week of the wedding, Cheech arrived at Mike's house and settled in. Mike, Mike's wife Peg, and their two young children welcomed Cheech into their modern home and endeavored to show Cheech Atlanta. After a long day of sight seeing, the three adults and two young children arrived home in the early evening, tired and very hungry. Mike and Peg immediately began to fret about what to feed the children. Peg matter-of-factly asked Mike, "What are we going to feed the kids?" "Should we order a pizza for the children?"

Days later, at the wedding, Cheech seemed agitated. When he related the story of the day's events to me, he astonishingly recounted, "What about the kids?" "What about the kids?" "What about Cheech?" Cheech was vexed that Mike and Peg would consider the children before considering the family elder - Cheech.

The reason my cousin and I find this so funny is because, with regard to age, we're in perfect position to understand why Cheech feels this way. The Italians are traditionally very family centric, with the elders occupying the top positions of power in the extended family hierarchy. Consider the movie, "The Godfather." Until Vito voluntarily "stepped down," relinquishing the reins of power to Michael, he was the center of all family power. Every major decision had to be approved by "The Godfather" personally. This behavior was not specific to this movie. When I and my cousin were young children, all the Italian families we knew were like this. Until the elders handed power off to the next generation, they were the center of power and attention at all family gatherings. At meal time, the elders were always considered first. Children were always an after thought, usually not even sitting at the "big table" with the adults. Children were taught to "know their place," and that place was subordinate to the adults and elders. Children only "spoke when spoken to" and were never considered when planning meals.

But that was in the 1950s, 1960s, and early 1070s. As the eighties rolled in, societal values in the U.S. began to overtake even the most traditional Italian families. As children of Italian immigrants increasingly Americanized, they began incorporating American, politically correct, ideas into their extended families. One of those politically correct ideas that ran counter to Italian family values was the idea that children come first. I believe this modern American idea sprouts from the guilt most Americans feel because both husband and wife work, and by necessity, subcontract the raising and training of their children to strangers in day care centers. Because parents spend much less time raising their children, they tend to "over compensate" during the time they do spend with them, Today, working couples generally "dote" on their children and "enjoying" them rather than training them. They treat children more like cherished pets, rather than adults in training.

The old Italians had no compunction about subordinating youngsters to the periphery of family gatherings. I believe this is because most families raised their own children. Mothers spent many hours feeding, dressing, teaching, bathing, and disciplining their children. They had no misgivings regarding the state of their children's maturity and they certainly felt no anxiety banishing children to the backyard, basement, playroom, or children's table during family gatherings. Because mothers knew first hand their offspring had no idea what was "good for them," or what they should be "exposed to," or what was in their "best interest," they seldom considered children's opinions, but rather gave children what they felt was needed.

My cousin and I belong to a "lost generation" of children that were regarded by the elders as subordinate, but as adults, are required by the politically correct to consider children first. Consequently, we have never experienced a time when our wishes were regarded as "the most important." As children we were taught to respect and defer to elders, but as adults we're socially pressured to consider children's wants and needs first.

The knowledge of this irony, coupled with the perspective that comes from spanning these two distinct social periods enables my cousin and I to completely understand Cheech's frustration. Cheech realized, maybe for the first time, that he lost his position in the family hierarchy to two small children. My cousin and I laugh, at the irony. Maybe it's worse to have had family privilege and lost it than to have never have experienced it at all.

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