tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433343392416176736.post3150566619378097944..comments2013-09-17T19:30:06.065-07:00Comments on Pine to Palmetto--1 Story @ a Time: What We Talk About When We Talk About Anne FrankJennifer Dupreehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12563990802090202849noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433343392416176736.post-65942769906841864702012-04-28T19:17:05.007-07:002012-04-28T19:17:05.007-07:00I couldn't have said it better myself. Great ...I couldn't have said it better myself. Great analogy...having a fight while whispering. I like that.Jousting With Windmillshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05703642596962478629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433343392416176736.post-36252312761052686432012-04-28T10:30:03.755-07:002012-04-28T10:30:03.755-07:00I love that scene, too. It just illistrates the wh...I love that scene, too. It just illistrates the whole subtle intensity of this book--it's like having a fight while whispering. The collection is entirely understated in a way that just stays with you.Jennifer Dupreehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563990802090202849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433343392416176736.post-949007029927267752012-04-27T18:32:23.587-07:002012-04-27T18:32:23.587-07:00MY favorite part: When Mark is at the gym with his...MY favorite part: When Mark is at the gym with his father and notices that a man changing nearby has a concentration camp tattoo with a number that's just three ahead of his dad's. When he points this out to them, amazed they both survived the unthinkable and made it to America to retire on a golf course, his father replies: "All that means is, he cut ahead of me in line. There, same as here. This guy's a cutter." And then they go back to putting on their socks.<br />This opened up my eyes to the fact that as horrific and amazing as some historic events may seem to us today, to those who actually LIVED them it took a sense of humor and a huge amount of mental displacement to survive them. It made me wonder how MY children will view the atrocities and horrors of war that I have experienced when they are old enough to ask me about them. Will I be nonchalant and hide behind humor as Mark's father did? Will I be able to do something as mundane as putting on my socks while we discuss it? Or will I want to sit them down in a coffee shop and cry with them as I try to convey the true horrors of my past? I'm not so sure, but it made me think. It also made me think about things I have tried not to for a quite a while. Sometimes we take comfort in the mundane. And sometimes its the thought of the mundane things that can bring us comfort in our most trying, horrific times. That can be the light at the end of our nightmarish tunnel. I think Mark's father knew this. And I for one, can appreciate that.<br />Thanks for your insights on this.<br /><br />--Donkey OteJousting With Windmillshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05703642596962478629noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4433343392416176736.post-77191907747680711422012-04-27T18:30:39.928-07:002012-04-27T18:30:39.928-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Jousting With Windmillshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05703642596962478629noreply@blogger.com