The Search For Someone In Particular

1000This novel, guides the reader through a fraction of a man’s life, who almost missed it by not having a wife and children. What sense are all the riches if one has to go through life alone without the smiles and laughter of his children? His father, a widower for more than half of his lifetime, urges his son Greg to make the step, bringing up an example of his gardener who was not only a Grandfather but Great Grandfather. “Take all the time you need, son,” he said, “And if all fails, go to Poland where your mother came from. Meet the gardener’s children, and if you will not see, what I did, there will be something wrong with you and I will not insist any more for you to give me grandchildren.”“Jake,” Greg replied with a mournful face. “I have not been thinking about children, but I have met many a young and attractive women in the society we live, and reached a conclusion that sex to them was a cheap replacement of what they call love. I need to bind myself to someone with real love, so I could live my life with her and give you the Grandchildren you yearn for.” From the half ludicrous conversation with the New Jersey State Trooper, to the 99% vegetarian hot dog vendor, the story winds from the ridiculous to the desperate, and proves that love is not impossible to encounter even at an age which could be called the winter of human life, when the fire of love burns not only with desire but in the heart and mind. The pressure of society which began with his father’s request, continued to two teen age daughters of a newspaperman in Chicago, who taught Greg to open his eyes to the goodness and inner beauty they possessed, overshadowing the discouraging experience which scared Greg from taking the steps and stabilize his future. There was no one in Greg’s life who could possibly measure up to the memory of his mother, and he inadvertently searched for a duplicate of something which was, and is lost. Not knowing it, but hoping that going from one of his father’s enterprises to another, and employing his expertise to correct inefficiencies, he would wean himself from the disrespect he had for those plastic females who offered themselves for anything a man wanted. He planned to enter his father’s mine or farm and would work as a simple laborer. Luck smiled at him when the new night shift foreman mistook him for another miner who was ill and Greg experiment achieved the conclusion he planned. The camaraderie of the crew in the coal mine and those in the town of Scranton PA, turned his thoughts into sadness, and he writes his first poem, “To Scranton the Mining Town,” ending with a sincere wish of hope and better future. Good Bye Scranton, live long, all those years, struggling along, as the Susquehanna flows, until the end of time, who knows? The end might be near, for us all, so take care Dear town of Scranton to behold, still ailing all be told, for many years to come yet, when all is done, win your bet. Other times, when he finally thinks he found a woman he could love, she informs him of a child budding in her womb. The reality that this was a shipboard romance, pushes him back almost to the brink, and he relieves his feelings by another poem. The furious waves smashed against the steel, of the ship who didn’t feel, the constant effort to yield, to the bow of the ship, as he felt the touch of her lip, in a farewell of the voyage to nowhere.. The ludicrous encounter in the cemetery where his mother was buried, is overpowered by the story how Edgar cheated the devil and saved his soul, to the inscription on his grave stone. Her lies Edgar, who was hit by a car, he didn’t realize they were fast, Poor Edgar he didn’t last. Now the devil is more cautious and not so much obnoxious he learned his lesson well, and retired, well, into hell. As he returned to the place of his birth, the children and grandchildren of the gardener, influenced him and the sexuality pulsed unobstructed in those whose time has come to experience what life is all about. Standing before an imminent decision he meets a replica of his mother and the decision is taken out of his hands. Tragedy strikes the old count and his young love. The disaster acts on him as if he was an apple tree and the severe pruning woke the tree up to the fact that it was given the last chance to produce or else. He writes “Abysmal Chasm.” to warn others. Looking down into the brink of death, holding onto his last breath, if you lost the one you love, just stand there and do not move. Stop all the abysmal thoughts of loss, bear the heavy wooden cross, and keep your desires in restrain all what you did would be in vain. With happiness you should be born, in your heart not forlorn, somewhere you will find the one you seek of your kind. He and Ariela stood alone among the grief of the winter and spring of the human race, ending what could have been a first love the old count found on the top of the Polish mountain. It convinces Greg he found what he was searching for, as he saw the likeness of his mother in his girl, and the Cathedral in Krakov witnesses a spectacle of the Indian chief Eagle Torn Feather, and the preacher sitting in the seat of the Polish Kings while the Cardinal performs the wedding ceremony. Jake gets his grandchildren and finds out that Jake Junior eats soap. Grandpa Jake ate soap too when he was seven months old.