Mese: marzo 2016

cousins are two of a kind

Cousins Patty and Cathy were inseparable. They had spent months planning a big reunion with Patty’s Poppo, Martin; her brother, Ross; and her old boyfriend, Richard.

“This would have made Mommo so happy!” she couldn’t help gushing.

The big day arrived.

Martin, Ross and Richard arrived promptly at the hotel.

To their dismay, hours passed with no sign of the ladies.

In order to pass the time and to remain patient, they reminisced about their days in Brooklyn Heights.

Eventually Martin’s phone rang. His face turned pallid and he cringed with shock when he heard the news.

Each week Rochelle Wisoff~Fields leads us in Friday Fictioneers, an attempt at writing a hundred~word story based upon a photo prompt. This week’s prompt is from Marie Gail Stratford.


The irony of Disney opposing Georgia’s religious liberty bill

is that the Walt Disney Company probably does more to promote nostalgia for traditionally feminine and masculine archetypes (not to mention for medieval, white, European monarchy) than American Chr…

Source: The irony of Disney opposing Georgia’s religious liberty bill

elmer’s death

Elmer, a regular at the local soup kitchen, got killed by a car last week. When his friends found out, they wanted to arrange a fitting funeral for him.

The volunteers asked some of their undertaker friends to donate their services.

His obituary was in Newsday.

Because of his having been, for so long, such a distinctive familiar character in the local towns, his wake and funeral were attended by hundreds of people.

In honor of his lopsided sense of humor, his closest friends left a memorial to him outside the kitchen . They knew he would truly have appreciated it.

Each week in Friday Fictioneers, Rochelle Wisoff~Fields leads our attempt to write a hundred~word story based upon a photo prompt. This week’s photo prompt has been provided by Ted Strutz.

fighting with a sad sick world

I’ve just found out, unfortunately, that homosexual groups were allowed to march in yesterday’s St. Patrick’s Day Parade down Fifth Avenue in Manhattan, but that no pro-life groups were welcome.  “The whole thing is perverse,” said William Donohue, president of the Catholic League for Religious and Civil Rights.  Timothy Cardinal Dolan, of the Archdiocese of New York, rightly pointed out that the parade exists only to honor St. Patrick, the patron saint of both Ireland and of the Archdiocese, and that no one may legitimately be allowed to use it “… for causes that are extrinsic to its origins.” Besides that, Obama has recently nominated Merrick Garland, a favorite of Planned Parenthood, to replace the recently deceased Justice Antonin Scalia on the Supreme Court. We simply cannot allow this to go on any longer. The left has been walking all over us for entirely too long and it’s about time we finally wised up and demanded our rightful due.

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when to give up the fight

write your worries in the sand, carve your blessings in stone

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Give Ireland Back to the Irish

Instead of attending the parade this year, the Deasy’s decided to take a leisurely boat ride on St. Patrick’s Day.

“While we’re here,” Tom reminded Eileen, “I can catch up on all my reading.”

“Remember it’s the centenary of the Easter Rising,” she noted.

“Starting on Easter Monday that year,” she stated, “Over the course of six days, the Irish Volunteers, the Irish Citizen Army, and Cumann na mBan, spent six days fighting to establish the Irish Republic.”

“This is a lot more interesting and a lot less stressful than a parade,” he replied. “Let’s do it again every year.”

Each week we write a hundred word story for Friday Fictioneers where Rochelle Wisoff~Fields is in charge. This week Rochelle has also supplied our photo prompt.

colorful family

“Uncles George and Albert are our silly kin,” John reminded Cynthia.

While still young they joined the Royal Antidiluvian Order of Buffaloes.

Tonight’s their turn to stand guard, atop the headquarters, before its most prized symbol.

In dead, ominous silence, they keep vigil from dusk until dawn. Aunties Mimi and Louise obediently toll the bells upon each passing hour.

“If you ask me, you’re all quite a loony lot,” his befuddled wife chided him.

“Ah well,” he opined. “At least our specific types of silliness have always kept us out of trouble.”

“Well that helps,” was all she could say.

Weekly, Rochelle Wisoff~Fields leads us in Friday Fictioneers, an attempt at writing a hundred~word story. This week’s photo prompt was supplied by Emmy L. Gant