I too loved this story and think adding dialog made it even better. How about describing the repairman...age, height, etc. Once at a conference center is Switzerland, I met an Egyptian who
wrote the Saudi Arabian national anthem. They wanted him to stay in that part of the world, but he fell in love with a Swedish woman, married her, and escapted to Sweden. I visited them there.
I loved this story. Thanks for sharing it. And you’re so right. We seldom live in real life anymore, and we are missing out on living such great experiences and creating lasting memories. And yes, the few Egyptians I have met were very charming indeed and I would have had lunch with any one of them had I been invited! Good for you!
The story of the lamp repairman crept up on me and took me through all the twists and turns of worrying about the wisdom of engaging with a stranger. I've been thinking a lot lately about how everything has an edge of danger now. You captured that perfectly. Also my father was in the antique business and there were countless artisans (often European) in our acquaintance who repaired jewelry and watches, altered clothing, made hats. These people often worked alone, with failing eyesight, preserving something that still had life in it.
A wonderful little story, and well written too.
I too loved this story and think adding dialog made it even better. How about describing the repairman...age, height, etc. Once at a conference center is Switzerland, I met an Egyptian who
wrote the Saudi Arabian national anthem. They wanted him to stay in that part of the world, but he fell in love with a Swedish woman, married her, and escapted to Sweden. I visited them there.
I loved this story. Thanks for sharing it. And you’re so right. We seldom live in real life anymore, and we are missing out on living such great experiences and creating lasting memories. And yes, the few Egyptians I have met were very charming indeed and I would have had lunch with any one of them had I been invited! Good for you!
Such a terrific story! Good for you just going with it, pushing aside modern-itis and taking time for an experience you’ll never forget.
The story of the lamp repairman crept up on me and took me through all the twists and turns of worrying about the wisdom of engaging with a stranger. I've been thinking a lot lately about how everything has an edge of danger now. You captured that perfectly. Also my father was in the antique business and there were countless artisans (often European) in our acquaintance who repaired jewelry and watches, altered clothing, made hats. These people often worked alone, with failing eyesight, preserving something that still had life in it.
So true. There are so many wonderful stories that we never get to hear and appreciate from the “Joes” of the world.
love this on so many levels! thank you!