[Magdalen] Film

[Allan Carr]

Not so odd.
When I was young, I slept on a couch with some chairs backed up against it.
One night when I was maybe six or seven, i woke up seeing flames everywhere
and my screams woke up my father and mother, who doused out the flames on
the table. I doubt it was classy enough to be a dining room table, but
maybe it was since the surface was certainly wood. No doubt my father of
the nicotine stained fingers had set it on fire.
>From then on, my memory of that table is of the surface of that table with
bits of newspaper imbedded everywhere in it with partial sentences that
could be read. The newspapers had been used to provide a soft surface,
which I guess is mandatory for dining room tables.
I don't remember any conversations around that table, before or after the
fire.


On Wed, Sep 17, 2014 at 1:18 PM, Scott Knitter <scottknitter at gmail.com>
wrote:

> On Wed, Sep 17, 2014 at 2:35 PM, ME Michaud <michaudme at gmail.com> wrote:
> > Some of my happiest childhood memories are of conversations
> > around the dinner table.
>
> I don't remember many of these, or any, really. I know we had them,
> but I don't remember them. Probably one reason I'm odd.
>
>
> --
> Scott R. Knitter
> Edgewater, Chicago, Illinois USA
>



-- 
Allan Carr