Short story about a romance during a nuclear crisis; title was possibly âI Rememberâ
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I am looking for a short story I read probably 50 years ago, which had an ongoing refrain "I remember ... " about a romance that occurs while a nuclear crisis gradually builds up and finally the bomb is dropped.
The title may have been along the lines of "I Remember"
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I am looking for a short story I read probably 50 years ago, which had an ongoing refrain "I remember ... " about a romance that occurs while a nuclear crisis gradually builds up and finally the bomb is dropped.
The title may have been along the lines of "I Remember"
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Off to a good start, with great details, could you possibly outline in a little more depth what exactly made it science fictional or fantastic?
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Aug 26 at 10:42
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@Edlothiad It's a story of future nuclear war, and it was published in New Worlds, a science fiction magazine, either of which makes it science fictional.
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I am looking for a short story I read probably 50 years ago, which had an ongoing refrain "I remember ... " about a romance that occurs while a nuclear crisis gradually builds up and finally the bomb is dropped.
The title may have been along the lines of "I Remember"
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I am looking for a short story I read probably 50 years ago, which had an ongoing refrain "I remember ... " about a romance that occurs while a nuclear crisis gradually builds up and finally the bomb is dropped.
The title may have been along the lines of "I Remember"
story-identification short-stories
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Off to a good start, with great details, could you possibly outline in a little more depth what exactly made it science fictional or fantastic?
â Edlothiad
Aug 26 at 10:42
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@Edlothiad It's a story of future nuclear war, and it was published in New Worlds, a science fiction magazine, either of which makes it science fictional.
â user14111
Aug 26 at 11:05
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Off to a good start, with great details, could you possibly outline in a little more depth what exactly made it science fictional or fantastic?
â Edlothiad
Aug 26 at 10:42
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@Edlothiad It's a story of future nuclear war, and it was published in New Worlds, a science fiction magazine, either of which makes it science fictional.
â user14111
Aug 26 at 11:05
Off to a good start, with great details, could you possibly outline in a little more depth what exactly made it science fictional or fantastic?
â Edlothiad
Aug 26 at 10:42
Off to a good start, with great details, could you possibly outline in a little more depth what exactly made it science fictional or fantastic?
â Edlothiad
Aug 26 at 10:42
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@Edlothiad It's a story of future nuclear war, and it was published in New Worlds, a science fiction magazine, either of which makes it science fictional.
â user14111
Aug 26 at 11:05
@Edlothiad It's a story of future nuclear war, and it was published in New Worlds, a science fiction magazine, either of which makes it science fictional.
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Aug 26 at 11:05
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"I Remember, Anita", a short story by Langdon Jones; first published in New Worlds SF #144, September-October 1964, available at the Internet Archive. Does any of these covers ring a bell?
I remember, Anita, when I first saw you. The cosy, cossetted Scottish village of Aberfoyle; the wild cragginess of the mountains round, and the little humanity of the hotel, sitting like a stone in its mountain setting.
[. . . .]
I remember that I thought nothing more of you than as a particularly desirable woman; but even purely as that, I was quite obsessed by you after the first evening I saw you.
[. . . .]
I remember, Anita, the third walk we had.
[. . . . . . . . . .]
I remember how I was sitting at home, quietly reading. Then the flash, the flash. Oh, Oh, it was so bright! The whole world was a mad, mad, screaming, silent light. Then the noise. One of my ear-drums was shattered
straight away. I felt the agony, and the hot blood in my ear. Oh, I donâÂÂt remember, I donâÂÂt remember. I just recall shapes and pain and noises and madness. Falling, falling. My rubber body, being struck, and tossed and pierced. Bang, bang, the rhythm, the side-drum rim-shots, the bus-bouncing juddering. The horror, Oh! Anita, the horror!
[. . . .]
I remember, Dear God, I remember! Your clothes had been burnt away, and you were naked, save for the remains of the little lace pants that I had bought you, which had been burnt into your skin. You were naked, save for the concealing blackness of your blistered flesh. There was a heavy tree branch lying across you, with smoke curling up from it.
[. . . .]
I remember, you bastards! YOU BLEEDING HUMAN BASTARDS, I REMEMBER!
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Thank you - that was it - and as moving as I remember
â Malcolm Brown
Aug 26 at 13:03
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@MalcolmBrown If this is the correct answer, can you accept it by clicking the checkmark to the left? That way, it will no longer show up under unanswered questions, and we will know that we can stop searching.
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Aug 26 at 13:10
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"I Remember, Anita", a short story by Langdon Jones; first published in New Worlds SF #144, September-October 1964, available at the Internet Archive. Does any of these covers ring a bell?
I remember, Anita, when I first saw you. The cosy, cossetted Scottish village of Aberfoyle; the wild cragginess of the mountains round, and the little humanity of the hotel, sitting like a stone in its mountain setting.
[. . . .]
I remember that I thought nothing more of you than as a particularly desirable woman; but even purely as that, I was quite obsessed by you after the first evening I saw you.
[. . . .]
I remember, Anita, the third walk we had.
[. . . . . . . . . .]
I remember how I was sitting at home, quietly reading. Then the flash, the flash. Oh, Oh, it was so bright! The whole world was a mad, mad, screaming, silent light. Then the noise. One of my ear-drums was shattered
straight away. I felt the agony, and the hot blood in my ear. Oh, I donâÂÂt remember, I donâÂÂt remember. I just recall shapes and pain and noises and madness. Falling, falling. My rubber body, being struck, and tossed and pierced. Bang, bang, the rhythm, the side-drum rim-shots, the bus-bouncing juddering. The horror, Oh! Anita, the horror!
[. . . .]
I remember, Dear God, I remember! Your clothes had been burnt away, and you were naked, save for the remains of the little lace pants that I had bought you, which had been burnt into your skin. You were naked, save for the concealing blackness of your blistered flesh. There was a heavy tree branch lying across you, with smoke curling up from it.
[. . . .]
I remember, you bastards! YOU BLEEDING HUMAN BASTARDS, I REMEMBER!
1
Thank you - that was it - and as moving as I remember
â Malcolm Brown
Aug 26 at 13:03
2
@MalcolmBrown If this is the correct answer, can you accept it by clicking the checkmark to the left? That way, it will no longer show up under unanswered questions, and we will know that we can stop searching.
â Mr Lister
Aug 26 at 13:10
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up vote
14
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accepted
"I Remember, Anita", a short story by Langdon Jones; first published in New Worlds SF #144, September-October 1964, available at the Internet Archive. Does any of these covers ring a bell?
I remember, Anita, when I first saw you. The cosy, cossetted Scottish village of Aberfoyle; the wild cragginess of the mountains round, and the little humanity of the hotel, sitting like a stone in its mountain setting.
[. . . .]
I remember that I thought nothing more of you than as a particularly desirable woman; but even purely as that, I was quite obsessed by you after the first evening I saw you.
[. . . .]
I remember, Anita, the third walk we had.
[. . . . . . . . . .]
I remember how I was sitting at home, quietly reading. Then the flash, the flash. Oh, Oh, it was so bright! The whole world was a mad, mad, screaming, silent light. Then the noise. One of my ear-drums was shattered
straight away. I felt the agony, and the hot blood in my ear. Oh, I donâÂÂt remember, I donâÂÂt remember. I just recall shapes and pain and noises and madness. Falling, falling. My rubber body, being struck, and tossed and pierced. Bang, bang, the rhythm, the side-drum rim-shots, the bus-bouncing juddering. The horror, Oh! Anita, the horror!
[. . . .]
I remember, Dear God, I remember! Your clothes had been burnt away, and you were naked, save for the remains of the little lace pants that I had bought you, which had been burnt into your skin. You were naked, save for the concealing blackness of your blistered flesh. There was a heavy tree branch lying across you, with smoke curling up from it.
[. . . .]
I remember, you bastards! YOU BLEEDING HUMAN BASTARDS, I REMEMBER!
1
Thank you - that was it - and as moving as I remember
â Malcolm Brown
Aug 26 at 13:03
2
@MalcolmBrown If this is the correct answer, can you accept it by clicking the checkmark to the left? That way, it will no longer show up under unanswered questions, and we will know that we can stop searching.
â Mr Lister
Aug 26 at 13:10
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up vote
14
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accepted
up vote
14
down vote
accepted
"I Remember, Anita", a short story by Langdon Jones; first published in New Worlds SF #144, September-October 1964, available at the Internet Archive. Does any of these covers ring a bell?
I remember, Anita, when I first saw you. The cosy, cossetted Scottish village of Aberfoyle; the wild cragginess of the mountains round, and the little humanity of the hotel, sitting like a stone in its mountain setting.
[. . . .]
I remember that I thought nothing more of you than as a particularly desirable woman; but even purely as that, I was quite obsessed by you after the first evening I saw you.
[. . . .]
I remember, Anita, the third walk we had.
[. . . . . . . . . .]
I remember how I was sitting at home, quietly reading. Then the flash, the flash. Oh, Oh, it was so bright! The whole world was a mad, mad, screaming, silent light. Then the noise. One of my ear-drums was shattered
straight away. I felt the agony, and the hot blood in my ear. Oh, I donâÂÂt remember, I donâÂÂt remember. I just recall shapes and pain and noises and madness. Falling, falling. My rubber body, being struck, and tossed and pierced. Bang, bang, the rhythm, the side-drum rim-shots, the bus-bouncing juddering. The horror, Oh! Anita, the horror!
[. . . .]
I remember, Dear God, I remember! Your clothes had been burnt away, and you were naked, save for the remains of the little lace pants that I had bought you, which had been burnt into your skin. You were naked, save for the concealing blackness of your blistered flesh. There was a heavy tree branch lying across you, with smoke curling up from it.
[. . . .]
I remember, you bastards! YOU BLEEDING HUMAN BASTARDS, I REMEMBER!
"I Remember, Anita", a short story by Langdon Jones; first published in New Worlds SF #144, September-October 1964, available at the Internet Archive. Does any of these covers ring a bell?
I remember, Anita, when I first saw you. The cosy, cossetted Scottish village of Aberfoyle; the wild cragginess of the mountains round, and the little humanity of the hotel, sitting like a stone in its mountain setting.
[. . . .]
I remember that I thought nothing more of you than as a particularly desirable woman; but even purely as that, I was quite obsessed by you after the first evening I saw you.
[. . . .]
I remember, Anita, the third walk we had.
[. . . . . . . . . .]
I remember how I was sitting at home, quietly reading. Then the flash, the flash. Oh, Oh, it was so bright! The whole world was a mad, mad, screaming, silent light. Then the noise. One of my ear-drums was shattered
straight away. I felt the agony, and the hot blood in my ear. Oh, I donâÂÂt remember, I donâÂÂt remember. I just recall shapes and pain and noises and madness. Falling, falling. My rubber body, being struck, and tossed and pierced. Bang, bang, the rhythm, the side-drum rim-shots, the bus-bouncing juddering. The horror, Oh! Anita, the horror!
[. . . .]
I remember, Dear God, I remember! Your clothes had been burnt away, and you were naked, save for the remains of the little lace pants that I had bought you, which had been burnt into your skin. You were naked, save for the concealing blackness of your blistered flesh. There was a heavy tree branch lying across you, with smoke curling up from it.
[. . . .]
I remember, you bastards! YOU BLEEDING HUMAN BASTARDS, I REMEMBER!
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Thank you - that was it - and as moving as I remember
â Malcolm Brown
Aug 26 at 13:03
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@MalcolmBrown If this is the correct answer, can you accept it by clicking the checkmark to the left? That way, it will no longer show up under unanswered questions, and we will know that we can stop searching.
â Mr Lister
Aug 26 at 13:10
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Thank you - that was it - and as moving as I remember
â Malcolm Brown
Aug 26 at 13:03
2
@MalcolmBrown If this is the correct answer, can you accept it by clicking the checkmark to the left? That way, it will no longer show up under unanswered questions, and we will know that we can stop searching.
â Mr Lister
Aug 26 at 13:10
1
1
Thank you - that was it - and as moving as I remember
â Malcolm Brown
Aug 26 at 13:03
Thank you - that was it - and as moving as I remember
â Malcolm Brown
Aug 26 at 13:03
2
2
@MalcolmBrown If this is the correct answer, can you accept it by clicking the checkmark to the left? That way, it will no longer show up under unanswered questions, and we will know that we can stop searching.
â Mr Lister
Aug 26 at 13:10
@MalcolmBrown If this is the correct answer, can you accept it by clicking the checkmark to the left? That way, it will no longer show up under unanswered questions, and we will know that we can stop searching.
â Mr Lister
Aug 26 at 13:10
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Off to a good start, with great details, could you possibly outline in a little more depth what exactly made it science fictional or fantastic?
â Edlothiad
Aug 26 at 10:42
1
@Edlothiad It's a story of future nuclear war, and it was published in New Worlds, a science fiction magazine, either of which makes it science fictional.
â user14111
Aug 26 at 11:05