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Totally OT - A Story
What follows came to me as I was waking up this morning. I don't know
how or why. But I wrote it down. I don't know why exactly but I know I was suppose to. I'm posting it here. I don't know why but I think I'm suppose to. The survivors in the small cafe were beginning to recover their senses as the dust and smoke from the small explosion began to clear. They were a mix of adernaline junkies, adventurers and an altruist or two, all there to report The War. Only one was over 30 - Bernie, the wise “old” photo journalist. He was 31, maybe 32, 35 tops. But he seemed a lot older - probably because of the things he’d seen and documented with the ever present cameras that hung from his shouldera almost 24 hours a day. They all began to talk at the same time. What the hell was ... Anyone hit? My leg! Get out of here, there may be another ... Where’s Bernie? Then above the din, a louder voice shouting SHUT UP! SHUT UP A MINUTE AND LISTEN! After the noise of the small explosion and ensuing yelling, the silence now was almost total - except for a sound from the right rear corner of the room Bernie always sat in the back corner, facing the door - a place where he could see everyone and everything in the room, camera always close at hand. In the smoke and semi-darkness, they tripped on overturned chairs and collided with tables as they made their way to that back corner and began digging through the rubble. In the very brief periods of silence they heard a voice, faint and unintelligible. GET TO HIM - BUT GENTLY! A dozen hands lifted debris and others carried it away. As they lifted a larger piece of what had been the false ceiling of this little bar they called The Office, they saw Bernie. He was looking up at them. From his injuries they knew he wouldn’t last long. But they told him - “Hang on, you’re going to make it. Just hang on man.” One of his friends knelt beside him, head bent down close, trying to hear what Bernie was saying, his ear inches from Bernie’s mouth. The room went silent, dead silent. Bernie’s lips moved, he smiled his trademark odd smile - and died. The ensuing silence lasted only a few seconds before someone asked “What did he say? What did he say?” Rising from his now dead buddy, his friend turned to the other survirors, Bernie’s odd smile now on his face. “He said - Click.” Bernie had captured images of violent conflicts for over a decade, from all over the world. Some of his shots had appeared in magazines, news papers and one or two made it to TV. He liked to think his stuff got people to think - and feel and maybe begin to do something about all of the violence in the world, or at least in their neighborhood, maybe in their own home. His last image was only a mental one. He tentatively titled it Rescuers. No one got a picture of his last smile. |
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Totally OT - A Story
charlie????......
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Totally OT - A Story
On Sat, 28 Jan 2006 10:08:18 -0800, with neither quill nor qualm,
charlie b quickly quoth: What follows came to me as I was waking up this morning. I don't know how or why. But I wrote it down. I don't know why exactly but I know I was suppose to. I'm posting it here. I don't know why but I think I'm suppose to. Other than missing a "d" in "supposed to" there, that's a fine example of an interesting story. Thanks for sharing. I nominate you for Tawm "Old Fart" Watson's old job. P.S: Just don't do a Wacko Watson and start posting the flaky poetry crap here, huh? - Better Living Through Denial ------------ http://diversify.com Dynamic Websites, PHP Apps, MySQL databases |
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To Nailshooter:
I didn't want to sign my post because, through I wrote it, I have no idea where it came from (or -from whence it came - for the English Lit folks). It was one of those Zen things, but normally they're woodworking related, and less disturbing. To Larry: To be or Not to be What was the question again? charlie b |
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charlie b:
I laughed my ass off at the second post. I know exactly what you mean about the disturbing part. But when I have one of those Zen moments, I cannot bring myself to tell anyone about them. If it is too much for me to process, I am sure it will be too much for others. Besides, with the crowd I run around with I would NEVER hear the end of sharing something like that with them, even over a few cold ones. Just for a moment... and only a moment... I thought you had spent too much time in the paint booth. ;^) Robert |
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