Gabriel García Márquez "The Handsomest Drowned Man In The World"

[cranky]

Reading all these posts about Cams' return brought to memory a short story I had to read in college over 30 years ago....

".....Fascinated by his huge size and his beauty, the women then decided to make him some pants from a large piece of sail and a shirt from some bridal brabant linen so that he could continue through his death with dignity. As they sewed, sitting in a circle and gazing at the corpse between stitches, it seemed to them that the wind had never been so steady nor the sea so restless as on that night and they supposed that the change had something to do with the dead man. They thought that if that magnificent man had lived in the village, his house would have had the widest doors, the highest ceiling, and the strongest floor, his bedstead would have been made from a midship frame held together by iron bolts, and his wife would have been the happiest woman. They thought that he would have had so much authority that he could have drawn fish out of the sea simply by calling their names and that he would have put so much work into his land that springs would have burst forth from among the rocks so that he would have been able to plant flowers on the cliffs."

Ironically this is all concerning a dead man. Hopefully the OL won't get him killed as well lol.

[GOAT]

only one gif can sum

[therealmjl]

Reads like a sax post 

[saX man]

and I thought my drugs were good

[saX man]

Just now, therealmjl said:

Reads like a sax post 

damn, beat me to it!

[Jon Snow]

[Waldo]

[PanthersGOATFan336]

[Jorgie]

Marquez is a personal favorite 

[PhillyB]

hell yea brother 

[4Corners]

[Paa Langfart]

Lot of folks on the huddle living in fantasyland today.  

[CPcavedweller]

[cranky]

Part 2:

"They secretly compared hIm to their own men, thinking that for all their lives theirs were incapable of doing what he could do in one night, and they ended up dismissing them deep in their hearts as the weakest, meanest and most useless creatures on earth. They were wandering through that maze of fantasy when the oldest woman, who as the oldest had looked upon the drowned man with more compassion than passion, sighed:  'He has the face of someone called (CAM)."