Friday, March 28, 2014

BE PART of the SOLUTION. SHARE.



BE PART of the SOLUTION. SHARE.
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Thursday, March 6, 2014

As Time Goes By.





As Time Goes By.
pg. 28

IN APRIL MIMI and Etienne were married. Juan Ledesma, the Consul General, walked Mimi down the aisle. Elsa, his wife, was her maid of honor. They had offered their house for the reception. After the champagne and cake, Elsa and her maid-nanny took Mimi into a bedroom, change before your friends leave so all can join in wishing you a good trip, Elsa said.
Mimi and Elsa walked in, the maid closed the bedroom door. Mimi turned around and found herself  facing a stranger. Elsa’s eyes were cold, inquisitive. An air of expectation prevailed in the room. Neither Elsa nor the maid, standing by her mistress, made any attempt to help her. Instead they stood there and watched Mimi’s every move. Mimi pretending not to notice went to the closet to get her clothes to change. The maid helped her to take off her veil, unzipped her bridal gown and quickly stepped back. Mimi in one movement let it fall to the floor. Their mouths dropped. Their eyes opened wide reflecting admiration in spite of’ themselves and disappointment and envy. Had Etienne confided in Juan? What did they know?

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Sunday, February 23, 2014

As Time Goes By.


As Time Goes By.

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As Time Goes By.


As Time Goes By.
pg. 21

ONE EVENING BECAME memorable. It was just the four of them at dinner. Etienne and Mimi announced to the Porters they would marry in the Spring. Several toasts to their happiness later, Mr. Porter—forgetting to wink—began: We were also twenty-four and nineteen once. I was ready to go to work. I had just received my orders from the Bishop so immediately started for Lois’ farmhouse to give her the news. It was a beautiful summer afternoon.
Mrs. Porter, her body motionless anticipated his words, savoring the scenes they evoked as the dining room: filled with the song of birds, the rustling of their feathers in flight, the smell of the cherry tree where they alighted and of lilacs in bloom.
We were alone in the porch of her parent’s farmhouse. Mr. Porter continued: I have to leave next week. I came to say good-bye, I said, and had to look away, overcome by my emotions. By this nineteen-year-Old’s beauty, her lilac blue eyes, honey colored hair, bright rose lips, hourglass silhouette. When I looked at her again it was to blurt out: I came to ask you to wait for me. I’ll be gone two years....





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Sunday, February 9, 2014

As Time Goes By.


As Time Goes By.
pg. 19
MIMI AND ETIENNE liked to go to the movies. He immersed himself in them analyzed them, delivery of lines, lights, plot, how actors, actresses moved. Mimi listened delighted. You have Ava Gardner’s shoulders he murmured. His voice distilled lust.
The Fox theater on Market Street splendid, elegant with an organ that was renowned around the world was their favorite. They went there most Friday nights with Lorena and Teddy in their brand new Nash Rambler which they lovingly washed and waxed every Saturday morning.
Most Sunday afternoons Etienne picked her up at Rosita’s and drove her to Mercedes Street. They would let themselves in—the front door was never locked—to find the Porters settled in their living room reading side by side, or watching a variety show on their black and white television console. She idolizes Bing Crosby, Mr. Porter would wink at the young couple.
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Thursday, January 16, 2014

Updating my website address:

My current website address is caminchabenvenutto.com
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Camincha
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As Time Goes By.


As Time Goes By.
pg.13
The radio always on. One evening, his arms around her, red hair shining with the last rays of the setting sun when As Time Goes By was announced. Etienne listened. Tenderness in his voice murmured in her ear an offering, a gift, This is our song. It will always be our song. And as two lovers wooo....they still say...I Iooove yooou. The lake turned liquid siIver. The full moon shone among the trees. The night their accomplice. Love songs on the radio. Windows fogged up. Their flesh hot, moist, their clothes stained.
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