Sunday, June 6, 2010

Sunday morning, the birds chirp outside

but I have been required to think about Nazis. I hope there are only a few of us sons of Abraham that go about their daily life with Nazis on the brain. Wasn't it that senator, George Allen from Virginia who was shocked to find out he was really Jewish? His mother hid her european background because she was afraid of the Nazis. She was afraid that the Nazis would find her in modern day L.A. It is a Sunday morning. The birds are chirping outside. I am thinking of what has happened and what is yet to be. I know Margaret Lambert still lives. She lives in Queens. I want to write to her. To tell her my own heroine, Rachel Brach, is based on her. Her..the lady is now 94 years old. Must she meet me..to think of Nazis again...like me?
p.s. 66 years ago, Americans stormed unknown beaches.....in Normandy. My dad would be arriving later...to rid the world of Nazis(leaving only enough of them to live within my brain).

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