Pappi
Ruprecht von KaufmannAnother one based on a childhood memory. My mother’s father was a pilot in WWII. He fell a few days before the end of the war. My mother at the time was 4 years old. When my grandfather came home on leave he often arrived late and left early the next morning. So my mother was taken out of her bed and placed into his arms, half sleeping, so he could see his daughter. All she remembers of him now is his uniform and his military coat, no face.
June 3, 2010
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