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The next night I met a prominent doctor named Skuli oroddsen at the Hotel Saga. He said that he wanted me to marry his daughter, because I was so intelligent that we would make very bright babies. He introduced me to his daughter, but nothing materialized, because Skuli Thoroddsen committed suicide by killing himself two weeks later. (Iceland has the highest suicide rate in the world.)
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Icelandic names are often based upon the Norse god or, which we pronounce "Thor". Icelandic girls pride themselves on being wild and unpredictable, like the volcanoes they live on top of.
Here is How to Tell an Icelandic Girl . Here are photos of some of my wild Icelandic girls:
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Then of course there was Palina Kristjansdttir of Akranes and Johanna Baldursdttir of A-Gotu 6, Thorlakshofn. There was also Helga Thorvardarsdttir.
I did not leave behind any babies in Iceland. I did not develop that proclivity until years later.
I am out of contact with all of these girls. If anybody runs into any of them (and I am sure you will) please let me know.
Several people have asked me why I have included the photo of Gerard Bannon in this collection. There are two important reasons:
1. Jerry Bannon was a maintenance worker for Icelandic Airlines on the ground crew staff at Kennedy Airport. In May, 1974, one year after this photo was taken, Jerry fell under the tow bar of an Icelandic Airlines DC-8 at JFK Airport and was run over and killed. At the time of this tragic accident, Jerry was involved in a dispute with me concerning an Icelandic girl. I have always felt deeply sorry about this.
2. The girl in the photo, Gunna, went to an Icelandic party right after this one that night at Jerry's apartment in Kew Gardens, Queens. Gunna got drunk and became pregnant at that party. Nine months later, Gunna gave birth to a child. I was at that party. I think I know who the father is. He is Icelandic.
The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away.
Sam Sloan
For more about this, see: The Story of Hafdis Einarsdottir
The first photo below is of Solveig, me and Inga at my home in Lynchburg, Virginia in 1976. A few days before this, I had made $46,000 in just one trade in one day in the stock market (my all-time biggest hit) and so I had Inga and Solveig flown in from Iceland to visit me. Sorry the photo is so bad, however.