Who are you waiting for, Miss America? Guess not.

Last night we went to the shiva for the mother of an old friend. The friend told how her mother’s mother studied piano with Bess Myerson, the first (and only?) Jewish Miss America. My friend’s great-grandmother tried to fix up one of her sons with Bess, but they weren’t interested. 

If I have it right, this great-grandmother was American-born, and attended Hunter College in the 1890’s. When her future husband, a Polish immigrant, was looking for a shidduch, he asked for a “religious, American-born girl.” The great-grandmother agreed to marry him on condition that he close his factory on Shabbat. Apparently, being “religious” in those days did not include strict Sabbath observance.