CAROLYN, MY DARLIN’

A SAGA OF SORTS FOR SHORTS

By izzy ess of glimmerless

A gorgeous princess Carolyn resulted from the union of a Cherokee and Francis Peter Young, an erstwhile British heir to Mormon Smith, who died in Carbondale, by hanging, after being tarred and feathered by the local populace.  She entered life on Earth, as 1999 became 2000, as Miss Darling Carolyn.  Her father, Francis, grabbed a chunk of land in view of Provo and The Tabernacle built by Brigham Young.  The Elder Francis was but 54, the youngest of the Elders Council at the Tabernacle.  He became the wealthiest and could afford a household of some thirty wives.  He would eventually have an hundred children and have serviced forty-four fine marriages with women ages twelve to eighty-four when he was hundred four.  So rich, he proudly tithed his fortune as the highest in the Church, in Utah.  Hundreds were his progeny and all were beautiful, intelligent and handsome, talented and diligent, faithful to the Latter Saints and Angels Mormon, Moron and of course, Our Saviour Angels, Jesus, God, Our Father and His Son of God and Holy Ghost.  Our Darling Carolyn attracted everyone, especially the Elders.  She had somewhat slanty deep blue eyes, pouty lips and cheek bones that were prominent, reflecting her maternal DNA.  Her physical attraction was enhanced by her intelligence and righteousness, resourcefulness and willingness to meet the Elders, one-on-one.  In private chambers, all the elders fondled her and tickled her and made her laugh.  They seemed to like her genitals and breast developments.  She cooed and giggled and accepted all caressing with enthusiasm, laughter and great gratefulness.  The Elders all encouraged her to touch their genitals and even stroke aggressively their shafts and lick, like lollipops, their heads.  She liked the hugging and the kissing and the surreptitious hand inside her groin and inner chambers.  She prayed with them and wondered at their gasping sounds and sweating brows.  She seemed to learn and guess what pleased them all.  She was, indeed, their favourite.  At her puberty, she suddenly began to beg for more caressing.  Naturally, all the Elders helped her out while lauding her as epitome of womanhood, the Mormon womanhood, which was her destiny.  Her dad and uncles often brought her to their secret meetings.  Elder Francis, proud of her accomplishments and strong involvement with associates, gave our Carolyn, our Darling Carolyn, some special lessons.  Her closeness to her father fostered jealousy within the household but the other women must have recognized that Darling Carolyn’s activity meant less for them, and that brought Peace and Happiness to all.  Though intercourse was not allowed for Darling Carolyn, she learned from all her lessons how to satisfy a man, just any man.  She serviced, secretly, most Elders and their sons and uncles, kith and kin in Provo.  Francis bought a significantly sized good piece of land for Brigham Young John Somerset, the wealthy heir to Brigham Young.  The secret marriage ceremony was a piece of cake for Darling Carolyn as they donned their burlap sacs and were enjoined by supervision by the Elders who enjoyed their duties, very much.  Brigham was outstanding and he willingly and happily could share his moment, joyously, with all the council of the Elders.  The shining star of Carolyn shone brightly all that morning at the Tabernacle as she satisfied in brilliant fashion all who paid her homage.  She became quite pregnant and her mission, with her husband, to Hawaii, was postponed.  The child was beautiful and named Carolyn Maude Darling Brigham, destined to be feted widely by the Latter Saints and all the Angels.

The mother, Mae, had changed in personality.  She dared to read the King James version of the Bible and the Hebrew Pentateuch.  She ceased providing every Elder with her lovely body, deciding to protect her lovely daughter from the groping hands of every male in Provo and surrounding Utah territories.  She intimated to her hubby Brigham that he needed not to marry more than her and promised him her faithfulness and all her talents as a woman.  Brigham gladly did comply and stayed away from pulchritudinous young Mormon girls who would otherwise have wished to lay with him and join his household.  Except for Suzy in the second year and Trixie in the fourth, our Brigham was a rock of faithfulness.  The thrills that Mae would offer him so willingly were satisfying for his every wish for exploration and excitement.  Mae was staunchly fierce about monogamy and made it stick despite the pressure from the Elders and her father, Francis.  Francis strived to see that Mae was happy but he missed her wiles and pulchritude.  He sublimated by a dozen young and willing women, who couldn’t hold a candle to his Mae.  Even as he reached the century, in age, he tried to change Mae’s mind, to no avail.  At his death, she favoured him with one last blow job just as he expired by all encouragements with Brigham, who seemed to understand the strong relationship between his dad-in-law and Mae.  The will left lots of land to Mae and Carolyn and Brigham, making them extremely rich and influential in the Mormon Church, against polygamy, and in the towns of Provo and the Salt Lake City.  The little Carolyn was thriving in the glow of love in her monogamous small family.  There were no siblings to devalue her.  There were no brothers in the house to make abusive passes or deflower her.  She looked a little less like Cherokee than Mae, but still had gorgeous eyes and cheek bones and a body that was much like Mae’s.  Her spirit soured as she was brilliant in her studies right from kindergarten and excelled in sports and leadership.  At seventeen, she entered University, the Brigham Young, of course.  She had been Chief Valedictorian, student president, the captain of her soccer team and Queen of Homecoming.  She was a straight A student, excelling in the math and sciences.  Miss Utah was her title as she vied for Miss America, receiving funds for Miss Congeniality.  She would  have qualified for any field.  She chose to study for her Doctorate in Medicine and was accepted at the Stanford School for Medicine and Surgery, as well as University of the Chicago, Midway, and the Massachusetts’ Harvard School.  She chose the one her mother picked, Chicago’s Billing’s Pritzer School of Medicine, associated for Grand Patient Rounds with famous bedside teaching and the pointed hands-on clinics, at the Michael Reese beside the Central Railroad Line, of Illinois.  Both had excellent big Psychiatric Institutes and famous Cardiology Departments for research and teaching, patient clinics and new surgical procedures.  Mae insured that Carolyn was wise in matters sexual and social.  She trusted Carolyn to make the wise decisions to come out with marriage possibilities before she finished post-graduate school.  She surely told her daughter that it wasn’t necessary to wed a Mormon.  A Jew or Muslim or a Buddhist or an Agnostic would be fine.  She stressed it was the personality that was important, for a truly caring man was worth a thousand rich ones.  She liked to say her husband, Brigham, was a model she relied on, and that Carolyn would know one when she met one.  She stated that experimenting with some sex was certainly OK and winked at Carolyn.  “Your judgement for your safety appears to be quite excellent,” she said.  “You’re beautiful, intelligent, resourceful and creative.  Love thyself and thou wilt find the happiness destined for thee.  The world is thine.  Thou art divine.  Enjoy!  Go forth and learn and take thy place amongst the leaders, healers and the teachers of society.  Thy folks will always watch thy lovely back while thee protects thy front!”

Carolyn could see her way to rent a small apartment in the Hyde Park area in site of Pritzger School of Medicine.  She chose a female negress room-mate, also studying in Medicine.  Her name was Jennifer McWilliams.  She was Chicago bred and knew the ghetto very well.  “Salt and Pepper,” was their moniker.  They hung with Jewish students, Mordechai O’Stein and Moishe Bloomenfeld from New York State and Illinois respectively.  Jennifer and Carolyn liked dancing and the Chicago music scene, Classical to Jazz and Blues.  They also liked the grand museums, the Science-Industry, the Institute of Art, Botanical Conservatories and The Goodman Theatre.  Of course, the pizza was outstanding, especially those made at Pizza Factory and Connie’s.  Salt and Pepper plunged into their studies, each a little smarter than the others.  Avoiding big sororities, they hung with Mord and Moish at Hillel where they were so welcomed.  Anatomy and Physiology excited both the women, while the men were not so plussed.  The four of them would use each other to examine landmarks of anatomy, best done with wine and music.  They found a little feeling here and there was quite instructive and quite edifying, titillating and a lot of fun.  Though intercourse for sex was not performed, their fingers did the walking and the talking and the satisfying for the four of them.  They took a lot of naked pictures of themselves for personal and educational good purposes.  By end of Physiology, Anatomy and all, the foursome shared the rent for a small house on South Park Drive and set up proper housekeeping.  Inspections by the parents of them all resulted in approval, all around.  The folks were also pleased by all the choices that their young ones made for socializing and adapting to the student life style.  Success in academia was lauded and appreciated by them all.

The student riots started when the Ghetto Ghosts, a group of militant blacks, began the fires that consumed a lot of houses in the South Park, Hyde Park areas.  Some of Jennifer McWilliams oldest friends were injured and completely homeless.  One of them, a Johnny Appleyard, was killed in fighting that broke out while fires were burning everywhere.  Carolyn became involved when Jennifer was burned and injured in the open rioting, one fateful evening.  Mord and Moish and she rushed into danger to assist her.  Mord was murdered by an angry black man who was killed himself when knives and guns were drawn.  Carolyn was in the cross-fire that ensued.  A bullet grazed her forehead and she fainted.  Moish assisted paramedics who were there to save some lives.  The ambulences were attacked and overturned.  Moish was able to retrieve his friends and get them to the ER of the Billing’s Hospital for treatment.  Carolyn awoke beside the stretcher on which Jennifer was lying.  She was dying and despite the efforts of the ER doctors, Jennifer succumbed to fatal injuries and died.  Moish and Carolyn were devastated by the deaths of Jen and Mord.  Along with many others, Jen and Mord had public funerals and long memorials after rioting had ceased and fires were brought under control.  The parents came to help them out and get them settled back in touch with the realities of life.  Moish and Carolyn were able to recover and return to School.  Sad for several months, the two of them drew closer and moved in together in a safer place, on Michigan, not far from school.  With their folks approval, they got married.  Carolyn and Moishe were a lovely couple and their love was deepening as time went by.  They finished all their Medical requirements, and finished high in standings, overall.  President Obama came to speak at their award and diploma ceremonies.  Moishe and Carolyn met the President and Mrs. Obama, afterwards at the reception.  Together, Carolyn and Moishe had been co-valedictorians and spoke alongside President and Mrs. Obama who grew up and married, in this part of South Chicago.  The Obamas invited Carolyn and Moish to visit them in Washington, DC.  They were two of only twenty-two new doctors who were lauded by the President in the White House, in a special ceremony that was designed to emphasis the efforts of the President to push the new reforms for Medicare, his so-called, Obama-care Initiative.  Moishe and Carolyn did both their internships in Baltimore, Maryland, at the Johns Hopkins Hospitals and Medical/Nursing Schools Complex.  Before they completed their year of Rotating Internships, they were contacted by the President’s office and offered positions on his new board of directors for his Obama-Care Programmes.  Moishe and Carolyn both declined, with appreciation for the offers, because they wanted to pursue their goals to specialize in Medicine and Surgery, respectively.  They were both able to join the Residency Programmes at Johns Hopkins to attain their goals.  Carolyn became a board certified General Surgeon and Moishe, a board certified Internist.  Obama’s offer of having them join his staff to assist him in his Medicare programmes was accepted.  Both were taken on as assistant professors of Medicine and Surgery, respectively, and were thus able to fulfill their own dreams, while helping the President with his dreams.

Twelve years later, Moish and Carolyn were celebrating the fifth birthday of their youngest child, Hussein.  President and Mrs. Obama and her children were there in their backyard BBQ party along with a dozen National Security Body Guards.  All the grandparents had arrived the day before and were accommodated in the mansion on Chesapeake Bay.  Carolyn and Moishe had purchased the property when they made peace with the fact that Carolyn was very fertile and could produce many children.  They stopped at four, two boys and two girls.  Hussein was welcomed into the world with the same enthusiasm as his siblings, Marta, Brian and Madeleine.  All were healthy and smart, athletic and creative.  Obama took the couple aside for a few moments and asked them if they’d be interested in travelling to other countries to scout out their Medicare systems and report back to himself and his committees with their observations and findings.  Carolyn and Moishe accepted the tentative offer with the condition that the entire family would be involved in the travelling investigations.  Obama smiled and said, “Of course!”

Over the next ten years, the happy couple and their four children visited London, England, Tokyo, Japan, Beijing, China, Moscow, Russia, Kiev, Ukraine, Prague, Czechoslovakia, Vienna, Austria, Bern, Switzerland, Capetown, South Africa, Nairobi, Kenya, Sophia, Bulgaria, Stockholm, Sweden, Copenhagen, Denmark, Perth, Australia, Wellington, New Zealand, Alexandria, Egypt, Madrid, Spain and Haifa, Israel.  The visits were approximately three months long in each location.  They were given the use of Embassies and Consulates, for living quarters, as well as the use of Air Force One, for flights.  The CIA and other security agencies were ever present.  Carolyn and Moishe, Hussein and Marta, Madeleine and Brian were all good at learning languages and dialects.  They all participated in the investigations of Medical Services for the respective populaces and assisted in preparing the hundreds of reports and presentations.  The new American Presidents were happy to have them, over the years.  Hussein was 15 years old by the time their Medicare assignments came to an end.  Education at home and in local schools for all the children was always insisted upon.  Continuing education for Carolyn and Moishe in their respective medical specialties was also a must.  Several television shows, including Face the Nation and 60 Minutes, followed the family of six and featured them several times a year on their programmes.  The entire family became fairly well known and had a relatively large following on the internet social networks.  All had their own continuing blog on Blogger and a substantial readership.  Remarkably, it was relatively young folks that followed the blogs and made comments.  Approximately, once a year, the family collaborated on a compilation of their personal experiences and the blogs and published a book.  The series of ten books were popular best sellers, again, especially for young folks.  It was no surprise that all the children became involved in local politics when they finally settled back in the mansion on Chesapeake Bay.  They became the leaders of a bipartisan youth movement which eventually had great influence in local, state and national politics.  About twenty years later, a new party was formed which best represented the youth of America.  During all election campaigns, they garnered the highest voting percentages and elected many young candidates for the Congress and Senate.  The party was named, The New Patriots, which became very powerful, electing one of its own for President in its tenth year of existence.  Some said it was the facility of using the new tools for internet that made them so influential.  Certainly, the youth of America had never had a stronger voice.

A sniper killed Moishe.  He was Al Qaeda.  He was shot and killed instantly.  The Al Qaeda assassin was shot and killed, instantly, before his second shot aimed at Carolyn could be fired.  The assassin was assassinated with six bullets to the forehead, fired in rapid succession using an Uzi.  Carolyn screamed at the top of her lungs and didn’t stop screaming until she was sedated with a hypodermically injected anti-psychotic medication.  She recovered only after several more injections when she woke up screaming, reliving the sight of her husband’s dreadful death.  Her family came to her bedside in large numbers.  She had been blessed with many grandchildren and her parents were still alive.  She resigned from all her professional and political appointments and moved back to Provo with the attentive assistance of her family.  Slowly she started calming down.  She started painting with water colours and acrylics.  Carolyn started the slow process of self-analysis with the help of some of her psychiatric colleagues.  She began writing.  In the view of some, it was disorganized with rapid changes in time and space.  In her mind, the disorganization satisfied her emotional turmoil, while the helter-skelter facts entered and left her cognitive faculties as they exploded in her mind.  When she finished some 600 pages, she had a hard time deciding whether to submit them for publication.  Finally, she decided to publish on the internet as a series of blogs on Blogger.  Her readership grew exponentially.  After three months of publishing her blogs, her page reviews reached the hundreds of thousands.  She appeared on 60 Minutes and Meet The Press, Sunday Morning and in Canada on Channel ONE.  She accepted an offer to be a regular panel member on Oprah Winfrey’s Network show, Living as a Woman.

Over the years, Carolyn restarted practicing Surgery in an office in Provo.  She became very active in the Mormon programmes for depressed and abused women.  She became an active Mormon and was the first Mormon Elder, ever; many followed.  She bicycled everywhere, including long trips into the Utah landscapes.  She had hundreds of kith and kin and many kissing, groping cousins, but she never took on another romantic lover for the rest of her long life.  Carolyn died in her sleep at the age of 101.  Her huge funeral and multiple memorials were recorded for posterity.  A small chapel bearing her name, Carolyn’s Women’s Mormon Tabernacle, still stands, and will stand forever, in a small suburb of Salt Lake City.

I’m fairly certain that Carolyn ascended to the first level of Heaven.  Most of her ancestors’ spirits already lived in Seventh Heaven.  Because of her huge groups of kith and kin who prayed for her, I’m fairly certain she will be elevated to Seventh Heaven in short order.

THE END

© izzy sommers, md

Welland, Canada

June 19, 2013