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Rain Brings Back the Memory

Rain brings the memory of the day The car's engine caught on fire, and the uncles started Dragging us kids out of the backseat Throwing us silently into ditches Saving our lives, without talking We all knew better than to tell our mothers Dad was the one pouring stuff on the hot engine in the rain When it happened.

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Panagiota Romios

Date: 3/31/2019 12:43:00 PM

A good one, Caren! I could see it all unfolding. Panagiota

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 3/31/2019 4:12:00 PM

Patti, I will never forget it. We got grabbed and thrown so far, we thought it was hilarious; they fully expected the car to blow up. Luckily it did not but we saw flames shoot pretty high up.