Newspaper and a Dead Man

A dead man and newspapers It was an extremely cold winter in 1947 the country was exhausted and the German army who did construction work, building new roads repairing the old ones had kept many civilians in employment But the army had surrendered and taken the train home Mother was not one sitting still; she secured two newspaper rounds one in the morning and one in the afternoon I was her helper, more I think, so she could keep an eye on me In a courtyard, I saw a man sitting on the steps by the entrance of a house, he sat very still and had ice on his eyebrows and lips I called my mother, and she said the man had frozen to death, left to find a shop with a phone (not many people had phones back then) to ring the police. The law rang the doorbell a woman opened up; the law said: “Do you know this man?” She looks at the body and screams She explains, “he came home drunk; I wouldn’t let him in until he sobered up.” Well, one officer said he was sober now they carried the frozen man, still in a sitting position, into the van. As I didn’t hear the conversation, I made it up. Why didn’t they put the man by the fireside so. he could thaw and come back to life? No mother said his heart froze; the soul had left his body; what is the soul do? I have one. Yes, you have, like when you tell me lies but insist it is true when you go to bed, a voice tells, you lied, you can ignore this voice, but if you do, the inner voice will harden and you will end up like the drunken man and freeze to death We’re not a religious household, but mother believed Jesus was the first socialist who took on the Jews and was put to death What do I know? She also said Santa Claus was an errand boy for capitalism making us poorer by buying things not needed.