Flash Fiction #222

Vindication

PHOTO PROMPT © Ceayr

PRIDE OF PLACE

His fifty years of work history – half in factories, half in offices – was proudly productive, but not boastworthy. Finally, here in this little park, in his retirement, he was vindicated.

It began innocently. A young mother watching a child, wondered what ladies were like in the last century. Another day, a young boy asked if he’d driven any cars like the ones in the Cruise Night parade.

He waxed eloquent, weaving tales of similarities and differences. Soon, he had a small audience whenever he came here to sit – stories of this, remembrances of that. He had become the tribal elder.

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Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story.

Friday Fictioneers

It takes a village to raise a child, but sometimes it takes the village idiot to entertain one. 😉 😆

25 thoughts on “Flash Fiction #222

  1. neilmacdon says:

    The idea of becoming a tribal elder appeals

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  2. Rivergirl says:

    I love this! And now wish we had a park where I could go to hear stories of days gone by….

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  3. I’d happily sit and listen to someone like that. Delightful.

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  4. granonine says:

    What an interesting character you’ve created here. I’d enjoy listening in 🙂

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  5. Well done that man. A great achievement and everyone happy

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  6. In America, we need to respect our elders more. Great little story!

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  7. Sweet story.
    I always enjoyed listening to the stories of older neighbors, family members, and family friends.
    So many of them had happy faces and delicious stories.
    Randy

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    • Archon's Den says:

      How many novels have we read of a hero or heroin leaving the nest, and setting out into the big cruel world, while someone else remains mired in the mud of a small town??
      It was not sad, but rather, freeing, when it happened – and then humorously nostalgic when I recently thought of it. 🙂

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    • Archon's Den says:

      The ‘Good Old Days’ weren’t always as good as we’d like to believe, but if we remember/dwell on the happy times, everyone feels better. 😀

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  8. msjadeli says:

    What a life-affirming story.

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  9. Ruby Manchanda says:

    Such a welcome piece

    Welfare unto all
    Rab rakha

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  10. Dale says:

    This is wonderful, Archon!

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  11. Dear Arcon,

    I like this…a tribal elder. Sounds like he’s earned it

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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  12. I like the idea of becoming the tribal elder. Before I retired, one of my co-workers would come to me with questions about her life. She would always start those conversations, “I need help, wise one.” It takes a few years to get to that position.

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  13. shimoniac says:

    It’s actually pretty easy to become the tribal elder, all you have to do is live long enough.😁😉

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