The Verandah

May 5, 2018 by joachim

  

I have in various places talked about the space under the verandah of my parents’ house, site of many childhood memories, a place of intuitive tinkering of an 8-year old boy trying to make sense of the world.

As I was recently in Siegen, my home town, to receive an honorary degree from Siegen’s University, the local TV station team asked me and Carol to walk up and down the street in front of my parents’ house (which I sold along with my siblings in the 90’s).

They asked me to point to the place where my alleged first experiments were preformed.

Here it is, I told them.  Right underneath.  And a person little more that 8 year old would have knocked his head against the cement ceiling.

I think this last detail made the story so much more believable.

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