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名人演讲稿xMyLifeExcerpt-ChapterOne
EarlyonthemorningofAugust19,1946,IwasbornunderaclearskyafteraviolentsummerstormtoawidowedmotherintheJuliaChesterHoitalinHope,atownofaboutsixthousandinsouthwestArkaas,thirty-threemileseastoftheTexasborderatTexarkana.MymothernamedmeWilliamJeffersonBlytheIIIaftermyfathe
r,WilliamJeffersonBlytheJr.,oneofninechildrenofapoorfarmerinSherman,Texas,whodiedwhenmyfatherwaeventeen.Accordingtohiisters,myfatheralwaystriedtotakecareofthem,andhegrewuptobeahandsome,hardworking,fun-lovingman.HemetmymotheratTri-StateHoitalinShreveport,Louisiana,in1943,whenshewastrainingtobeanurse.ManytimeswhenIwasgrowingup,IaskedMothertotellmethestoryoftheirmeeting,courting,andmarriage.Hebroughtadatewithsomekindofmedicalemergencyintothewardwhereshewasworking,andtheytalkedandflirtedwhiletheotherwomanwasbeingtreated.Onhiswayoutofthehoital,hetouchedthefingeronwhichshewaswearingherboyfriend'sringandaskedherifshewasmarried.Shestammered“no”--shewaingle.Thenextdayhesenttheotherwomanflowersandherheartsank.ThenhecalledMotherforadate,explainingthathealwayentflowerswhenheendedarelatiohip.Twomonthslater,theyweremarriedandhewasofftowar.HeservedinamotorpoolintheinvasionofItaly,repairingjeeandtanks.Afterthewar,hereturnedtoHopeforMotherandtheymovedtoChicago,wherehegotbackhisoldjobasasalesmanfortheMaeeEquipmentCompany.TheyboughtalittlehouseinthesuburbofForestParkbutcouldn'tmoveinforacoupleofmonths,andsinceMotherwaspregnantwithme,theydecidedsheshouldgohometoHopeuntiltheycouldgetintothenewhouse.OnMay17,1946,aftermovingtheirfurnitureintotheirnewhome,myfatherwasdrivingfromChicagotoHopetofetchhiswife.LateatnightonHighway60outsideofSikeston,Miouri,helostcontrolofhiscar,a1942Buick,whentherightfronttireblewoutonawetroad.Hewasthrownclearofthecarbutlandedin,orcrawledinto,adrainageditchdugtoreclaimswampland.Theditchheldthreefeetofwater.Whenhewasfound,afteratwo-hoursearch,hishandwasgraingabranchabovethewaterline.Hehadtriedbutfailedtopullhimselfout.Hedrowned,onlytwenty-eightyearsold,marriedtwoyearsandeightmonths,onlysevenmonthsofwhichhehadentwithMother.ThatbriefsketchisaboutallIeverreallyknewaboutmyfather.AllmylifeIhavebeenhungrytofi
llintheblanks,clingingeagerlytoeveryphotoorstoryorscrapofpaperthatwouldtellmemoreofthemanwhogavemelife.WhenIwasabouttwelve,sittingonmyuncleBuddy'sporchinHope,amanwalkeduptheste,lookedatme,andsaid,you'reBillBlythe'on.Youlookjustlikehim.?Ibeamedfordays.In1974,IwasruingforCongre.Itwasmyfirstraceandthelocalpaperdidafeaturestoryonmymot
her.Shewasatherregularcoffeeshopearlyinthemorningdiscuingthearticlewithalawyerfriendwhenoneofthebreakfastregularheknewonlycasuallycameuptoherandsaid,“Iwasthere,Iwasthefirstoneatthewreckthatnight.?”HethentoldMotherwhathehadseen,includingthefactthatmyfatherhadretainedenoughcocioueorsurvivalitincttotrytoclawhimselfupandoutofthewaterbeforehedied.Motherthankedhim,wentouttohercarandcried,thendriedhertearsandwenttowork.In1993,onFather'sDay,myfirstasPresident,theWashingtonPostranalonginvestigativestoryonmyfather,whichwasfollowedoverthenexttwomonthsbyotherinvestigativepiecesbytheAociatedPreandmanysmallerpapers.ThestoriesconfirmedthethingsmymotherandIknew.Theyalsoturnedupalotwedidn'tknow,includingthefactthatmyfatherhadprobablybeenmarriedthreetimesbeforehemetMother,andaarentlyhadatleasttwomorechildren.Myfather'sothersonwasidentifiedasLeonRitzenthaler,aretiredownerofajanitorialservice,fromnorthernCalifornia.Inthearticle,hesaidhehadwrittenmeduringthe?2campaignbuthadreceivednoreply.Idon'trememberhearingabouthisletter,andcoideringalltheotherbulletsweweredodgingthen,it'spoiblethatmystaffkeptitfromme.Ormaybetheletterwasjustmilacedinthemountaiofmailwewerereceiving.Anyway,whenIreadaboutLeon,Igotintouchwithhimandlatermethimandhiswife,Judy,duringoneofmystoinnorthernCalifornia.Wehadahayvisitandsincethenwe'vecorreondedinholidayseaso.HeandIlookalike,hisbirthcertificatesayshisfatherwasmine,andIwishI'dknownabouthimalongtimeago.Somewherearoundthistime,Ialsoreceivedinformationconfirmingnewtoriesaboutadaughter,SharonPettijohn,bornSharonLeeBlytheinKaasCityin1941,toawomanmyfatherlaterdivorced.Shesentcopiesofherbirthcertificate,herparents?marriagelicee,aphotoofmyfather,andalettertohermotherfrommyfatheraskingaboutyourbaby?toBetseyWright,myformerchiefofstaffinthegovernor'soffice.I'msorrytosaythat,forwhateverreason,I'venevermether.Thisnewsbreakingin1993cameasashocktoMother,whobythenhadbeenbattlingcancerforsometime,butshetookitallinstride.ShesaidyoungpeopledidalotofthingsduringtheDepreionandthewarthatpeopleinanothertimemightdisaroveof.Whatmatteredwasthatmyfatherwastheloveofherlifeandshehadnodoubtofhisloveforher.Whateverthefacts,that'sallsheneededtoknowasherownlifemovedtowarditsend.Asforme,Iwa'tquitesurewhattomakeofitall,butgiventhelifeI抳eled,IcouldhardlybesurprisedthatmyfatherwasmorecomplicatedthantheidealizedpicturesIhadlivedwithfornearlyhalfacentury.好范文版权所有In1994,asweheadedforthecelebrationofthefiftiethaiversaryofD-day,severalnewaperspublishedastoryonmyfather'swarrecord,withaahotofhiminuniform.Shortlyafterward,IreceivedaletterfromUmbertoBaronofNetcong,NewJersey,recountinghisownexperiencesduringthewarandafter.HesaidthathewasayoungboyinItalywhentheAmericaarrived,andthathelovedtogototheircamp,whereonesoldierinparticularbefriendedhim,givinghimcandyandshowinghimhowenginesworkedandhowtorepairthem.HeknewhimonlyasBill.Afterthewar,BaroncametotheUnitedStates,and,iiredbywhathehadlearnedfromthesoldierwhocalledhim“LittleGIJoe”,?heopenedhisowngarageandstartedafamily.HetoldmehehadlivedtheAmericandream,withathrivingbusineandthreechildren.Hesaidheowedsomuchofhiucceinlifetothatyoungsoldier,buthadn'thadtheoortunitytosaygood-byethen,andhadoftenwonderedwhathadhaenedtohim.Then,hesaid,“OnMemorialDayofthisyear,IwasthumbingthroughacopyoftheNewYorkDailyNewswithmymorningcoffeewhensuddenlyIfeltasifIwatruckbylightning.Thereinthelowerleft-handcornerofthepaperwasaphotoofBill.IfeltchillstolearnthatBillwasnoneotherthanthefatherofthePresidentoftheUnitedStates.?”In1996,thechildrenofoneofmyfather'isterscameforthefirsttimetoouraualfamilyChristmaspartyattheWhiteHouseandbroughtmeagift:thecondolencelettermyaunthadreceivedfromhercongreman,thegreatSamRayburn,aftermyfatherdied.It'sjustashortformletterandaearstohavebeensignedwiththeautopenoftheday,butIhuggedthatletterwithallthegleeofasix-year-oldboygettinghisfirsttrainsetfromSantaClaus.IhungitinmyprivateofficeonthesecondflooroftheWhiteHouse,andlookedatiteverynight.ShortlyafterIlefttheWhiteHouse,IwasboardingtheUSAirshuttleinWashingtonforNewYorkwhenanairlineemployeestoedmetosaythathitepfatherhadjusttoldhimhehadservedinthewarwithmyfatherandhadlikedhimverymuch.Iaskedfortheoldvet'sphonenumberandaddre,andthemansaidhedidn'thaveitbutwouldgetittome.I'mstillwaiting,hopingtherewillbeonemorehumancoectiontomyfather.Attheendofmypresidency,IpickedafewecialplacestosaygoodbyeandthankstotheAmericanpeople.OneofthemwasChicago,whereHillarywasborwhereIallbutclinchedtheDemocraticnominationonSt.Patrick'sDay1992;wheremanyofmymostardentsuortersliveandmanyofmymostimportantdomesticinitiativesincrime,welfare,andeducationwereprovedeffective;and,ofcourse,wheremyparentswenttoliveafterthewar.IusedtojokewithHillarythatifmyfather
hadn'tlosthislifeonthatrainyMiourihighway,Iwouldhavegrownupafewmilesfromherandweprobablyneverwouldhavemet.MylasteventwasinthePalmerHouseHotel,sceneoftheonlyphotoIhaveofmyparentstogether,takenjustbeforeMothercamebacktoHopein1946.Aftertheeechandthegood-byes,IwentintoasmallroomwhereImetawoman,MaryEttaRees,andhertwodaughters.Shetoldmeshehadgrownupandgonetohighschoolwithmymother,thenhadgonenorthtoIndianatoworkinawarindustry,married,stayed,andraisedherchildren.Thenshegavemeanotherpreciousgift:thelettermytwenty-three-year-oldmotherhadwrittenonherbirthdaytoherfriend,threeweeksaftermyfather'sdeath,morethanfifty-fouryearsearlier.ItwasvintageMother.Inherbeautifulhand,shewroteofherheartbreakandherdeterminationtocarryon:“ItseemedalmostuelievableatthetimebutyouseeIamsixmonthspregnantandthethoughtofourbabykeemegoingandreallygivesmethewholeworldbeforeme.”?/agt;Mymotherleftmetheweddingringshegavemyfather,afewmovingstories,andthesureknowledgethatshewaslovingmeforhimtoo.MyfatherleftmewiththefeelingthatIhadtolivefortwopeople,andthatifIdiditwellenough,somehowIcouldmakeupforthelifeheshouldhavehad.Andhismemoryinfusedme,atayoungeragethanmost,withaseeofmyownmortality.TheknowledgethatI,too,coulddieyoungdrovemebothtotrytodrainthemostoutofeverymomentoflifeandtogetonwiththenextbigchallenge.EvenwhenIwa'tsurewhereIwasgoing,Iwasalwaysinahurry.ExcerptedfromMyLifebyBillClinton.Copyright?2004byBillClinton.好范文版权所有
