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Our Stories For this evening we made up titles and told stories from youth, of love, of loss and more. Zoltan wrote the following eight short stories as input for the evening: 1. THE LITTLE RED UMBRELLA "Are you sure that's the umbrella you want?" my mother asked
when I That little parapluie was five times as wide as it was tall, when I held My father understood my predicament. When he was young, an unruly horse
on the farm kicked him and he almost died. He not only lived, he The Angel of Death was now no longer able to intimidate me by threatening
to take away my life. I had nothing to lose any more. I could look him
in the eye with a defiant smile and tell him where to go. This 3. THE RUSSIAN FRONT It was December 24-th, 1944. A squad of Wehrmacht riflemen defended the neighbor's house on the ravine's ridge. From a distance of about thirty yards, I watched the heavy machinegun to the left fire at targets that came ever closer as the day wore on. Then it fired the final protective line. One-by-one, I saw the three men of its heroic crew get killed. To exploit the hole in the line, the Russians charged into the ravine
with a massive force of about two whole platoons and started to storm
up to the ridge. The German officer in charge of the defense joined me
at my spot where we could see everything without being in the way of anything.
His clean, pressed uniform reflected his cool-headed confidence in his
own power to apply a solution to the problem at hand. To counter the loss
of his machine-gun, he ordered six more field artillery pieces to join
the three already in our yard. He asked me, in sign language, as we didn't
speak each other's tongues, if he may cut down a skinny little tree (younger
than I) that stood in the way. A fantastic beehive of activity broke loose among the men in the The Russians took the village by nightfall. To avenge their losses, they 4. THE TOUGHEST GANG IN THE WORLD I had rescinded my student deferment and volunteered to become this first
class killer. I became the foot soldier, the center of operations, When the Communists found out I was coming to get them in earnest, within
less than a month, they signed the final version of the Korean armistice.
Of course, I don't take credit for that personally. There were a million
men-just like me. Our generation was boisterous and wild. We 5. MARRIAGE We spent our honeymoon skiing the slopes of Aspen, Colorado. The entertainers played, "Happy ever-aftering in the Land of Camelot," just for us, as everyone cheered and wished us well. 6. DIVORCE Her strategy was to go on political demonstrations, working against the
establishment. At social gatherings, she criticized and insulted my colleagues,
bosses and clients. In my mind, everything I did, was for my family. Yet,
she sabotaged my effort. When she started to rob my children's lives and
happiness with her liberal stupidity, I sued for divorce. I feel guilty
for leaving my children behind, but I wasn't sure To this day, none of the three adult children have recovered sufficiently
from the damage of childhood to have enough self-confidence to get married
or even to get and hold a full-time job. I have no hope for grand children.
I became a man without any seed left behind. My life started to grow dreary
and cold, like an extinguished candle flame. 7. TRUE LOVE She too was one of the children of the war. We understood each other deeply, without speaking. I told her that according to an old Hungarian song, lilacs could cure your soul. Together, we walked in the park to smell the lilac blossoms in May. In my marriage, love was mostly a one-way street. With Paula, I felt loved back. We decided to stay together till death do us part. The lilac flowers bloomed again next May when I was off to see her for 8. BEFUDDLING FUTURE If the ideal woman should find her way to the door of my heart once more,
what could I possibly offer her but my wounded spirit, self doubting mind
and weary bones? Did my lust for love go away-gone with the wind? Would
I say, "Frankly, darling, I no longer give a damn'?" Or would
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is a memorable title for one of your life stories? Sex in the sinking rubber raft on Lake Underdunk. My most embarrassing moment --- On stage in front of a full house! The Ship of Dreams I Should've Stayed Lost on The Way to His House: It Would Have Saved Me Eight Years Coming to America Waiting to Exhale Memoir from Antproof Case The First Time I Witnessed A True Miracle Adjoining Rooms..... You Had Me at Hello Rented Houseboats offer no Privacy You Take the Bitch, I'll Keep the Dog CAUGHT!!!!!"... The Summer Seventeen OINK,OINK,OINK,OINK,OINK,OINK Blind Faith Adventures of a Small Town Girl The check's in the mail. I Can't Believe I Did That! I Am So Gullible! I'LL EAT THAT CROW AS SOON AS I GET MY FOOT OUT OF MY MOUTH." You have to kiss a few frogs before you meet your prince! The Day My Life Began The day I remet myself for the first time My First Trip to Vegas That Special Moment In Time A Moment of Clarity The First Time I Had Sex in a Car Curiosity killed the dawg. My first touch Showda staid in skool |