"Mimaw had excellent taste, she used to sneak into jazz clubs, y'know, back when things were segregated," Eddy said, and the night kind of went on from there as he told Luke about his mimaw and all the crazy shit she managed to get up to in her misspent youth.<br/><br/>She had been born in 1913, an unlucky year for an unlucky girl she always said, and her life had been full of plenty misfortune but she never let it get her down, as far as Eddy had seen. She had been dirt poor, raised on a farm in Ohio. Her neighbors had been moonshiners and had run a secret speakeasy in their basement, mostly for black people. She'd sneak in sometimes to hear them play and dance and warned them on several occasions whenever the cops came sniffing about.<br/><br/>"Mimaw's motto was 'fuck the police', she's always been anti-establishment, a hippy before hippies were a thing," Eddy said with glee.<br/><br/>It was very obvious Eddy loved her, and that she was responsible for a large chunk of Eddy's character and moral backbone. She had run away from home at 18 to marry a black man despite it being illegal, right at the beginning of the Great Depression. They traveled allover the country looking for work, they did everything from farm work to construction to housekeeping, even ran with a circus for a little while. It was a hard time but they were happy, but then WW2 happened and he was shipped off. He was one of the many unlucky that didnt come home.<br/><br/>So she was stuck in Chicago, widowed, heartbroken, and afraid. She found a nice man with a salary to marry and tried to settle down. She wasnt very good at it, being a housewife, and was intensely unhappy. She drank alot in those days.<br/><br/>At some point in all the story telling Eddy had gotten up and put on some music, a mix of all the old bands mimaw used to sneak in to listen to so Luke might get an idea what she was like. His system was modern, but the recordings were crackly and grainy no matter how much they were cleaned up. Theyd been recorded almost 100 years ago afterall.<br/><br/>When Eddy came back he sat directly next to Luke, close and intimate just how Luke wanted originally, and they sampled the fruit bowl together as Eddy talked and talked. It was halfway empty when he finally realized he was dominating the conversation.<br/><br/>"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm going on and on about my grandma..." Eddy said, embarrassed.