OLD GERMAN WOMAN

There is enough going on here in this little village that I could write a story. And I am hoping to write a story eventually. 1 block West and for several block corners South there is the name Lipscomb in the pavement and it is strange. But stranger still is the story of this old German woman who lived 3 blocks West. I met her in 2005 when I looked at a duplex to rent next to her house. We talked for about 10 minutes and then she abruptly accused me of looking at her breasts. I saw her later after I separated in 2009 several times on the corner near her house..........then she would come to Sunday mass at Star of the Sea and was seen walking up on the altar during mass.......this happened several times but she was never taken away. Then I saw her at the Oceanside Public Library in 2011 a few times and I tried to say "hi" once or twice and I think she called me shithead. Then I was at a public computer terminal and she suddenly appeared and came up to me and asked me in a broken German accent if I had read Hitler's "Mein Kampf"...........she was old enough to have lived through WWII in Germany. Then a while later I saw a copy of "Mein Kampf" sitting on a chair in the library. It was a thin volume in English and I was surprised it was a library holding, but it was. I did not try to read it. Then a couple years later, in 2012 about, I learned that her husband had killed her (she was near 80) in that house 3 blocks West of here. He apparently cut her head off and kept it for a while in the freezer for reasons unknown and parts of her body were buried in the yard. You might ask me after this glimpse of Oceanside whether I believe in God.......My answer is I am puzzled Roald by God.......the God question.