Memory that Claws: Nine Stories from My Ninety Years - Softcover

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Memory that Claws, by Peter Simon Karp

Memory that Claws is a beautifully written book about “Transformative Memories” that refuse to depart, but continue to “Claw” at us — at the essence of who we really are — and live with us to forever challenge our most sensitive actions and profound decisions in our lives ahead.

These may not be our most precious Memories — testaments to our soulmates, our early hopes and dreams, or Memories that foreshadow great losses or deaths. It is a tough book, the vision of our so-called “Doppelganger” — that aroused observer or “umpire” who calls out for us — the “I” who once lived beneath my stone.

The author, Peter Simon Karp [“Time Chords,” “Logjam of a Beauteous Mind”], reaching the age of 90 has selected nine “Memories that Claws” from his book of Archives.

Being a young Jewish boy in America told tales of the Old Country Russia and the Kishinev pogroms by his remarkable Bubby Sarah, while watching him as a six-year-old ride the firemen-red three wheel bike she bought him to pedal her back porch of an American Shtetl on Jew’s hill, “Across the straights of Russia all the way to St. Petersburg!” Oceans weren’t enough to protect a Jewish boy from Fascism, or the wild-eyed German-American Bundsmen who Camped up the road, smashed in their mailbox and the top of their front door about to break in, until he was chased away by my once Pacifist Grandpa Henry — “The Old Jew Farmer’s Got a Gun !”

Or his kid’s War Game against Nazi youth, turn into the tragic drowning of Raymond, when the ten-year-olds broke into Davies lake closed for the War. He was to be interrogated by Raymond’s huge Policeman father—who’d taken his drowned son’s body from the doctor, and rocked him back-and-forth, chanting animal-like, tortuous sounds!

Remember, the first half of these 90 years being a Jewish boy growing up in America were Memories driven by WWII: Hitler’s attempt to create a thousand year Third Reich with an inhuman “Holocaust final solution” for all Jews & Aryans. Ending with Hiroshima and the promise to end World Wars forever as “MAD!”

Afterward, Memory that Claws includes feeling God’s presence as the one Jewish boy at the YMCA summer camp, helping build Pastor Meyhew’s vision, his Chapel in the Wood. Yet ending a day later with a Y-Camp War they claimed never happened. Yet there were rock fights and a near-fatal knifing among the City Punks. While waiting for Newburgh police and ambulance to arrive, he rounded a corner from the outhouse and was smashed in his eye by a jagged rock — Knocked to the ground, unconscious, his left eye gushing blood! And woke up fearing he’d never play baseball again. Or. “Mona’s Photo that Breathes” one extraordinary day of our shared life: a blistering hot morning in Palm Beach, when the Yacht passed, and Mona stopped to look back at me and out of the blue she smiled. Nothing I could imagine is more beautiful than a shared smile of true pure love stone!

Memory that Claws is a tough, but original loving little book that reflects “I” beneath the stone.

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