Tuesday is when I tackle some Five Sentence Fiction. Feel free to take Lillie McFerrin’s challenge to write a five sentence story based on a single word prompt. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just used for direction. This week’s word is Memories.
It was November 15 when we made our way up to the overhanging balcony and sat in the front row, on red seats behind the low knee wall topped with a paint chipped rail, waiting for the lights to dim and the gold velvet curtains to part revealing an impossibly wide screen that promised to deliver so much. My legs bounced with excitement, my feet not even coming close to touching the ground. We shared popcorn and laughed with tears in our eyes for nearly three hours as Jonathan Winters, Milton Berle, Mickey Rooney, Buddy Hackett, and Sid Ceasar desperately tried to locate a big W.
That day has grown dogeared and well thumbed under fond and repeated inspection; it was simply a movie on a simple night in a simpler time, but it was just me and my dad and we fully gave ourselves over to that mad, mad, mad, mad world. Exactly one week later eyes filled with tears of a different sort for a world gone utterly mad; a world that changed on another November day in 1963.
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