I wonder what details he changed besides his name and the subject of his father's book. Now I do think I realize where the two version's of his father's arrest are in my head. This version is obviously from the story. The version of him being dragged off the tram car is what Opapa told me, so I would guess that is what happened (assuming that Margit told Opapa what actually happened).
Me too -- so powerful. And yes, I do think this must be where you got the second version of Arpad's arrest. It's interesting that there IS a tram in this one as well, but that he is forced to get ON the tram, rather than off.
Also made me cry. And reading the story after all your previous posts, it’s like reading it as a different person—like watching a movie, where you just know what’s happening and want to do and say something but can’t. Like you’re in a third realm. Such beautiful writing (yours and Opapa’s).
Also made me cry. And reading the story after all your previous posts, it’s like reading it as a different person—like watching a movie, where you just know what’s happening and want to do and say something but can’t. Like you’re in a third realm. Such beautiful writing (yours and Opapa’s).
Made me cry.
I wonder what details he changed besides his name and the subject of his father's book. Now I do think I realize where the two version's of his father's arrest are in my head. This version is obviously from the story. The version of him being dragged off the tram car is what Opapa told me, so I would guess that is what happened (assuming that Margit told Opapa what actually happened).
Me too -- so powerful. And yes, I do think this must be where you got the second version of Arpad's arrest. It's interesting that there IS a tram in this one as well, but that he is forced to get ON the tram, rather than off.
Also made me cry. And reading the story after all your previous posts, it’s like reading it as a different person—like watching a movie, where you just know what’s happening and want to do and say something but can’t. Like you’re in a third realm. Such beautiful writing (yours and Opapa’s).
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Also made me cry. And reading the story after all your previous posts, it’s like reading it as a different person—like watching a movie, where you just know what’s happening and want to do and say something but can’t. Like you’re in a third realm. Such beautiful writing (yours and Opapa’s).