True Stuff
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It is First Line Friday at MindloveMiserys Menagerie! Welcome and let’s get writing. Below, I give you the first line, and you all get to write the rest. This week our prompt is: A perfectly brewed cup of tea can’t fix everything. A perfectly brewed cup of tea can’t fix everything. May 28th will mark 17 years
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Picture it: 1966 in Arlington Heights, IL at Our Lady of Perpetual Angst Catholic School. Mrs. Ludy’s third grade class had been designing their special Valentine mailboxes all week. Snippets of red construction paper cut with blunt-nose scissors speckled the classroom floor. Tatters of paper lace doilies and glitter stuck to clothes and jackets while
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Today, Fandango’s Dog Days of August prompt is “Pets.” It all started when my mom & I were trying to cross a busy street. There were lots of loud machines coming & going in both directions, plus it was raining. Mom & I were both wet and she was irritated. Finally she saw a break
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It’s time for Fandango’s Friday Flashback! This was first posted on April 2018 I don’t remember how we met, but it must have been at the school bus stop. We lived one block away from each other, but somehow had never crossed paths. I don’t even remember our first conversation. All I know is that
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It was a time when Polak jokes ran rampant and I didn’t want to be one of them. As a kid, I found my Polish heritage to be a source of embarrassment rather than pride. Our neighbors were the Butlers, the Johnsons, the Millers, and the Jacksons. My surname stood apart in its wild morphing
Ergo, the Ogre 