Park band shelter

Copyright: David Stewart

Here we are back for another week, gathered in a virtual park in a small town on an unusually warm day for late March. We’re here for another meeting of the Friday Fictioneers to discuss our original stories for the week. Our hostess for this gathering is the gracious and talented author and artist, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The challenge for this group is to write a story with no more than 100 words. It’s supposed to have a beginning, middle, end, and follow the picture prompt for the week. This week’s picture was supplied by David Stewart. Thanks, David. To read the other stories from group members, just follow the link provided below, and click on the little blue frog in the blue box.

The link for the other stories is as follows:

Just a word extra–I recently, for a short time, had some of my Inbox mail going into Trash, if anyone wants to check their Trash as-well-as their Spam. I’ve also had it go into Spam in the past.

Genre: Humor Fiction

Word Count: 100 Words


You know how you have these romantic memories about your youth? I had them until I went back for a visit to the town where I grew up.

The old park bandstand looked the same as when Rene Shimhalt and I walked there hand-in-hand, and I gave her her first kiss. At least, I thought so.

When talking to my best friend, Ernie, I found that not only he, but several other guys had beaten me to it.

Of course, that’s the past now since Rene and her husband, Bart, just celebrated their Tenth Wedding Anniversary and have three kids.




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45 thoughts on “BANDSTAND MEMORIES

  1. Sometimes we subconsciously do this to block out the ugly truth.
    But in his case he only knew after the re-visit…must have been as subtle as a brick.
    Great story, and wonderfully written!


    • Thanks, Diana. I’ve never gone to a high school reunion. Only one or two who were my neighbors from that little class of about 100 kids has shown the slightest interest in keeping in contact. There were too many cliques and too much nastiness. It’s a shame that happens. Our memories sometimes really alter over the years. πŸ™‚ — Suzanne

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  2. Well, at least she didn’t kiss and tell. I remember kissing a girl who had little or no experience. She pressed herself so hard against my face that her teeth cut my lips–true story.


  3. Hm, this shouldn’t have distracted from his enjoyment and memory of the kiss. Otherwise, serves him right for having his ego ruffled a bit. Great story about memories not quite matching the truth.


    • Thanks, A Fairy Mind. Well, I think all it really hurt was his ego. He seems to have moved on as has the girl. I hope he doesn’t find out things that will make his coming home in future uncomforable for him.— Suzanne

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  4. Dear Suzanne,

    You know how you write sentences that are questions and sometimes you forget to put a question mark at the end? Well, you’re first sentence is one of those.

    Loved the story and the long slice of life. He’s lucky she had a lot of first kisses.




  5. It’s funny how we often remember things how we want them to be, not how they actually happened. I’ve had sad awakenings on returning to my home area on several occasions. Places seem to change so rapidly and nowhere looks the same as I remember. And, as your lovely story says, people change most of all. Everything just moves on. πŸ™‚


    • Thanks, Millie. You’re right. Nothing stays the same. The contractors are like busy bees. Things get torn down and built up. I think of people the way I remember them, but they grow and change the same as me. I’m so glad you liked the story. πŸ™‚ — Suzanne

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