Relations,
Pardon me please for having forgotten to mention two titles that were recently placed on my bed side table. Recently purchased too over at Mr. and Mrs. Browns store, the Old Tampa Book Company. Both titles were purchased on same day Nikki took me to an appointment with He-Who-Touched-My-Brain.
...I perspired as I looked through the books in this extraordinary little store. I actually do love this place very much. After the book store we went to Sam and Eddy's New York Pizza. Awesome! Any way's, back to the two books.
One book is titled, "Hitler's Willing Executioners, Ordinary Germans And The Holocaust", written by Mr. Daniel Jonah Goldhagen. This is a subject I have often considered but never followed up on. This book reminds me of some times how I would pick up particular vibes or energies from certain Folk. Not all, not many and not even a minority - a very small number of German Folks I met provided me with much to think about. Most of the population of West Germany back in 1978 were extraordinary and fun loving Folks...
...there were just those few, on the street, at the pub, on base? At the restaurant the park or on the train heading to Frankfurt or Down Town Darmstadt. Interesting how this subject is something I have considered since late adolescence and here I am at fifty two. Long time to carry all of those damned questions. Perhaps with this book I will find some answers.
Book two is, "The Autobiography of Russell Means", "Where White Men Fear To Tread". Mr. Means wrote this book with Mr. Marvin J. Wolf. Born an Oglala/Lakota in 1939 on the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation near the Black Hills. This is the story of Russell Means, the most revolutionary Indian Leader of the late twentieth century. Oh and how do I remember his words and his actions! Soon he will be my teacher.
Both are major reads. I speculate with Fall approaching, there will be time to read with wide open windows. No humidity and no bugs or mosquitoes. I look forward to this change in weather. I yearn for the cooler breeze brushing against my face and cheeks.
Life. Read. Live. Seen.
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