Ornery Stanley’s History Lesson

“Did you know that America became independent from British rule on July 2nd and not on July 4th?” Edith said to Stanley as they sat in their favorite eatery where an American flag waved proudly.  They were back from their trip to Italy.  It felt good to be home again. Stanley scowled at her.  “If…

Ornery Stanley’s Ferris Wheel Ride

“Isn’t this wonderful?” Edith gushed as they sat suspended above the amusement park grounds. It took a lot of patience but she finally talked Stanley into taking a Ferris wheel ride.  “Wasn’t it a good idea to come here at night?  Look at how lovely everything looks.  And the Ferris wheel is all nicely lit…

The Homecoming

“So, the prodigal son is coming home.” Mitch said to his friend, Roy as they waited at the train station for Roy’s youngest son, Keith to arrive.  The entire community was abuzz with excitement and the house was in an uproar as relatives, friends and neighbors pitched to help his wife decorate the house and…

The Messy Closet

I was rummaging through my closet where the clothes were stacked helter-skelter on the shelves, looking for my favorite sweater when I heard a noise behind me. I turned and my hands flew up to my face. Denny was standing there. Panicking, I turned and quickly closed the door, shutting out the mess. It was…

Facing the Truth

The walls and the fence made her feel like a prisoner.  Was this what it felt in the concentration camps?  Freedom was on the other side of those walls.  She wanted to be a part of society again.  She wanted to be in her own home again.  She was getting slower, yes, but she could…

Thankful/Untrodden #writephoto

It was like winter wonderland.  It felt good to be home again.  It was December 1946, a little over a year since the war ended.  He didn’t think he would make it but he did. He looked around him, at the snow covered landscape.  Never again would he take this place for granted.  He touched…

Life in London

It was a small flat but it suited him fine.  It felt great to be living on his own.  He could come and go as he pleased.  Have parties or sleepovers if he wanted to.  He was going to enjoy this flat that was in the heart of London.  His parents had wanted him to…

Mother Teresa

“So, that’s where they’re going to build the new homeless shelter,” Anna said, looking at the construction work that was going on across the road.  “How do you feel about that, Rose?” she asked, moving away from the window and joining her twin sister on the sofa. Rose was sewing buttons on a blouse she…