Building Blocks (A Paris story, June 1972…)

Simplicity Lane

abc_blocksTime molds vivid memories from one’s past into
the building blocks of one’s writing…


The events of our lives can range from ‘almost overlooked’ to ‘life altering’.  As a writer, I have found that either end of the ‘event spectrum’ may provide good story fodder.  Today’s memory reflection covers all the bases.  And, in the words of Dragnet, “Ladies and gentlemen: the story you are about to hear is true.  Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent;” then, messengers of death do not need to be protected.

In June 1972, a poor college student was I — GI Bill, three jobs, armed with a rail pass — spending a summer in Europe, ostensibly to study European retail businesses; sure, let’s lie to ourselves.  This was the time of Europe on $5.00 A Day; when you would meet people to travel with as you went from…

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