Traces of Love - The Classic IV
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Steal a Pencil For Me
Not long ago I saw a documentary about a couple from Holland whose personal story is incredible. The documentary, Steal a Pencil For Me is based on a book written by the subjects of the documentary Ina Soep and Jaap (pronounced "yop") Polak. Set during the years of the Holocost it is an incredibly inspirational testimony of the endurance and strength of real love in the most adverse of situations. I am the biggest sap for a good love story and it touched me so much that I wrote a poem in honor of them. I would love to send them a copy of it, but I have searched and found no contact info for them.
Ina and Jaap
They met at a party, simple enough
And yet right from that moment on
He knew in his heart that she was the one
Though a wife he had on his arm
Their love affair grew from a friendship brief
But soon it was clear how they loved
Through two years of Nazi imprisonment
Into filth, disease, death they were shoved
His love never flagged, hers never wavered
They kept one another alive every day
With letters they wrote in shaky handwriting
That kept their depression and gloom at bay
Her shorthand gave them the means to an end
Providing paper and pen for the pair
He wrote ‘Steal a pencil for me, darling girl’
And to her all his love he did swear
After the war he dissolved his stale marriage
To a woman, who in truth, loved his father
But soon to embark on a match made in Heaven
Ina and Jaap never let it them bother
Now in their nineties, the two of them spry
The magic still clear in their lilt
More than sixty years married, loving like kids
With the toughest bond Love ever built
This story I tell you now for a reason
As this from my heart I can say
That if they can survive through Holocaust’s grip
Then we’ll be together some day
Ina and Jaap
They met at a party, simple enough
And yet right from that moment on
He knew in his heart that she was the one
Though a wife he had on his arm
Their love affair grew from a friendship brief
But soon it was clear how they loved
Through two years of Nazi imprisonment
Into filth, disease, death they were shoved
His love never flagged, hers never wavered
They kept one another alive every day
With letters they wrote in shaky handwriting
That kept their depression and gloom at bay
Her shorthand gave them the means to an end
Providing paper and pen for the pair
He wrote ‘Steal a pencil for me, darling girl’
And to her all his love he did swear
After the war he dissolved his stale marriage
To a woman, who in truth, loved his father
But soon to embark on a match made in Heaven
Ina and Jaap never let it them bother
Now in their nineties, the two of them spry
The magic still clear in their lilt
More than sixty years married, loving like kids
With the toughest bond Love ever built
This story I tell you now for a reason
As this from my heart I can say
That if they can survive through Holocaust’s grip
Then we’ll be together some day
Monday, November 3, 2008
Memories of Melodies
Does anyone else remember Mom and Dad dancing to these and other songs in the livingroom of the house on Rt3?
I think this is the right version of The Very Thought of You that they had on LP
This is not a version they danced to but it is kind of close to the version I remember (which I could not find). It is hard finding the versions of old songs sometimes, especially when you are sure who the artist was. This version is rendered by Michael Bublé. His voice is SPECTACULAR!!!
I think this is the right version of The Very Thought of You that they had on LP
This is not a version they danced to but it is kind of close to the version I remember (which I could not find). It is hard finding the versions of old songs sometimes, especially when you are sure who the artist was. This version is rendered by Michael Bublé. His voice is SPECTACULAR!!!
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