Friday Fictioneers: Memories of June


As always, a giant thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for her weekly dedication. This week’s photo prompt comes from Sandra Crook (we’ve missed you). As always I welcome honest, constructive feedback; please a comment and tell me what you think.

on-the-beach-with-sandra

© Sandra Crook

 

Memories of June

Clang! The metal walker collided with the hall corner.

Jimmy, duck!

“Mr. Murray, you OK?”

A shudder ran down his bent spine, as he righted his footing.

That was close, Buddy! Nearly got us both. Eddie’s voice was tight.

“You’re doing fine; watch that post, dear.”

Incoming! Run!

“That’s a sharp hat you’re wearing again today. Where’d you get this pin?”

The smell of Eddie’s flesh and then silence, as the world erupted.

“Mr. Murray… the pin?”

“It was given to me for the seventieth memorial, at Omaha Beach.”

“Oh, nice. Now let’s get you to the dining room.”

(100 words)

Omaha Beach, June 1944

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Mother, Writer, treasure hunter, aging red head, and sushi lover. This is my view on life, "Straight up, with a twist––" because life is too short to be subtle! Featured blogger for Huffington Post, and followed on Twitter by LeBron James– for reasons beyond my comprehension.
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49 Responses to Friday Fictioneers: Memories of June

  1. Dale says:

    And I bet the aides at his hospice or old folks home have no idea what stories are in his head…
    This was a most touching piece, Dawn.

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  2. Lynda says:

    I had to read it again to get the nuances of voice and presence. That nurse, though helpful, was clueless.
    Opinion? Loved it. My mind was on Galipoli and ANZAC day in Australia as my friend wrote about celebrating earlier in the week. So your writing just fit right into my thoughts.

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  3. ceayr says:

    Love the structure of today and then.
    Painful tale, sensitively told.

    Feedback: Should ‘Eddie’s voice was tight.’ be in italics?

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  4. neilmacdon says:

    Beautifully told. The worlds inside other people’s heads are eternally fascinating

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  5. Iain Kelly says:

    Great structure and moving piece Dawn

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  6. The dialogue is exquisite–internal, external, woven through. So sad. So real. So well done!

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  7. Dear Dawn,

    This is such a touching story. I can see both the external and the internal story. Well told.

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  8. Margaret says:

    He’s lost in his memories. I like the different voices in this – past and present mingling together.

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  9. Violet Lentz says:

    You just never know where another person is in their thought pattern. This was wonderfully done.

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  10. gahlearner says:

    This painfully reminds me of my own youthfull arrogance when explaining ‘reality’ to my grandmother who was also lost in memories. Excellent storytelling, Dawn, and very moving.

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  11. msjadeli says:

    you created a vivid chapter of life in a nursing home for veterans. Good job.

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  12. This is told with a great deal of empathy and understanding, great work

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  13. A lovely story, Dawn. I know about a person lost in memories well. My father died in 1980. In her mid 90’s in the 1990s my mother was in the nursing home for Alzheimer’s and wondered why he didn’t come to see her. I told her he was on a fishing trip to Canada. She thought she was in her 30s. I also know about walkers as I use one because of a back injury. Good writing as always. 🙂 — Suzanne

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  14. I think with such stark memories you are excused of getting a bit lost…

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  15. A very touching and poignant tale. His past and present converging. I enjoyed the internal dialogue and thoughts mixed with the voice of the aide. Very creative!

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  16. granonine says:

    If we could collect the memories of all the old soldiers in nursing homes around the country, we’d likely have a more accurate and realistic record of all that took place on that fateful and fearful day.

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  17. Abhijit Ray says:

    Touching story. A group of senior citizens taken to the dining hall. The attendant seem to be alert and not callous.

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  18. I would love to know the stories in his head! Can I join them for dinner?

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  19. Tannille says:

    Not enough of these stories get recorded. They’ll leave earth with the soul. Sad, we could learn a lot from personal stories.

    Great stuff!

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