Saturday, July 02, 2005
Grandmas
So there we were getting ready for bed at my grandmas, we had to take a bath before getting into bed so's not to soil the clean linen. I think that she washed the linens every day anyway. My grandpa was a War veteran and was getting up there in years or so it seemed. He would sit around and tell me and my cousins about life in captivity during the war. He was a radio man that had been caught behind the line. He mentioned that the enemy used to hang him up with vice grips attached to his fingernails until they fell out and then they would move on to the next finger, then ultimately to his toes. He said he had a lot of time to reflect on family and other things during that time and also that he didn't have a clue about anything they were asking him during torture. He brought home several relics and kept them in a chest. I always thought me and my cousins would somehow end up with one of the jewels contained therein but my grandma got robbed after he passed away and the thiefs took that too. Ah... engrams.
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