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Tag Archives: Childhood memories
Fiction Friday – Stephania (Part #1)
Please bear with me as I’m not quite sure I know where I’m going with this yet. I’ve been trying to weave a series of stories, recollections, and incidents from childhood into a coherant larger piece of fiction. The protagonist … Continue reading
When Your Inner Child Comes Calling – A Visit to The Pez Factory!
We drove past the sign while heading south on I-95. It announced the exit coming up in 3 miles. I looked over at Honey as she drove, my eyebrow raised wondering if she had seen it too. She felt my gaze … Continue reading
Margaritaville – This One’s for You Pop
Considering the amount of hardship he endured in his younger days, my dad was a remarkably easy-going fellow. I remember growing up, no matter what the crisis was or how bad things seemed, he was always the one who stayed calm, maintained an … Continue reading
Posted in Creative Writing and Short Fiction, Opinions
Tagged Childhood memories, Dad, Father's Day, Margaritaville, Tone Deaf
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