He's a deist, but prays anyway just in case the gods listen, and as he sits in his broken chair he peers outside the cracked window and falls into an uneasy slumber. Regretting life's achievements he ponders his past... reared in a poor family on the streets of Hell's Kitchen, soldier in WWII, retired textile mill workman, and family man. Tears roll and he broods... What did I achieve? Then an internal struggle erupts or more like an epiphany... the broken chair, cracked window and dirty streets transform.

Now perched atop the World Tree above the highest rainbow he sees a young man crossing Heimdall's Bridge, Bifrost, from the dim streets into a world of opportunity. Paying his dues in Sicily during the war the young soldier wields the American hammer, drinks from the enemy's cup, lifts the downtrodden spirit and wrestles with death yet he survives, returns home to find work and the girl of his dreams; and never again does he cry in his soup.  

 

 

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Comment by Kristine_ES on December 31, 2010 at 4:37pm
a warrior who drank "from the enemy's cup"...  i liked that.

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