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I hope you’ll forgive me for taking places one and two on the Hollywood Squares. This story was begging to be told this week.
Genre: Historical Fiction Circa 1966
Word Count: 100
LANGUAGE OF THE HEART
Supper dishes put away; Marie sank down on the sofa next to ten-year-old Rachel. “What’s on television?”
“Hollywood Bowl. Marcel Marceau’s on tonight.”
“The mime? I met him.”
“Really, Mom?” Rachel gasped. “When?”
“Over twenty years ago.” As white-faced Marceau chased imaginary butterflies across the stage, memories flooded Marie. “After my parents were deported to Auschwitz my brother and I were put in an orphanage. Marcel was but a boy himself when he entertained us with his silent art and led us to safety over the Swiss border.”
“Wow. Did you get his autograph?”
“Oui. It’s engraved on my heart.”
I had the pleasure of seeing him perform live in 1992. He was amazing even from the highest seat in the theatre. Click the photo to learn more about this Jewish boy from Strasbourg, France.