Joanna McKethan


Chapter 3 December 7, 2013

Outside Help at 3 Schillerstrasse: “…take warning from others of what may be to your own advantage.”—Heauton Timoroumenos, Act, 1, Scene 1, Line 25, Terence (185-59 B.C.) After lunch, I left Frau von Ost and Natascha, having cleaned up with them, and headed to town intending to visit the Baroness. The Baroness liked Americans and…

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Chapter 2 December 7, 2013

 Enzian Fights Back “The castled crag of Drachenfels Frowns over the wide and winding Rhine,” Stanza 55, Byron, Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage,                                     Canto III, Stanza 21 “What did the card look like?” Frau von Ost, the matriarch of the family, asked at the dinner table. “Mutti,” Jon protested. “It’s all right, Jon,” I said. “Frau…

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Chapter 1 December 7, 2013

Allmannshausen, Germany, Spring 1977   The Day My Home Turned into Prison “Man is a prisoner who has no right to open the door of his prison and run away.”— Socrates, Dialogues of Plato, Phaedo 62 I live in a beautiful prison—a castle resurrected, her once hidden beams laid bare. Call me Lexi, short for…

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