She took few prisoners....thought Mother Teresa a joyless manichee back when the world adored her. Mind full of zingers and on a good day the best company!!
My mother was a socialist, although she didn't claim to be, but if you want to put a name to things, she was. My father's relatives, him included, defined her as a communist, or as Clinton would say, a Russian asset. For shame that she believed that only the living world had true value. The value of the material world resided solely in the importance you were willing to give it. I don't why she married a man who put money above all else, a tyrannical, and verbally abusive man. When my father died I slipped a ten dollar bill in his pocket. He's been dead for years and I keep that image alive to remind myself how right my mother was. Fun to have a mother who is different. She let me keep every stray dog I took home.
Bless you...do you know the only common trait of the righteous gentile people named at Yad Vashem ...out of every possible distinction: race, religion, income, education family, sex....the only thing in common was picking up stray cats and dogs...even carrying food in the car just in case.
Probably true with genocides and purges everywhere.
...or as my mother would say, "To hell with the 10 Commandments, this is serious." She had a great sense of humor!
Good for her.
She took few prisoners....thought Mother Teresa a joyless manichee back when the world adored her. Mind full of zingers and on a good day the best company!!
My mother was a socialist, although she didn't claim to be, but if you want to put a name to things, she was. My father's relatives, him included, defined her as a communist, or as Clinton would say, a Russian asset. For shame that she believed that only the living world had true value. The value of the material world resided solely in the importance you were willing to give it. I don't why she married a man who put money above all else, a tyrannical, and verbally abusive man. When my father died I slipped a ten dollar bill in his pocket. He's been dead for years and I keep that image alive to remind myself how right my mother was. Fun to have a mother who is different. She let me keep every stray dog I took home.
Bless you...do you know the only common trait of the righteous gentile people named at Yad Vashem ...out of every possible distinction: race, religion, income, education family, sex....the only thing in common was picking up stray cats and dogs...even carrying food in the car just in case.
Probably true with genocides and purges everywhere.