This post is written for Sunday Photo Fiction. My story follows the picture prompt. Enjoy!
I remember the first time I saw Sara. I was in the 7th grade and it was lunch period. I ran across the street with some of my buddies to take a peek at the new model Chevrolets that were parked across the street under canvas coverings on a car carrier. The car makers at that time changed the looks of the new models in the fall and shipped the first few under coverings to the show rooms. I soon fell in love with a 1957 Chevrolet. On that day I also fell in love with Sara.
I looked back and saw her and one of her girlfriends looking at the “stupid boys” as she would later relate. There was something special about her, something I can’t explain even until this day, that made me suddenly realize there might be something more important than new cars.
It took me also a full month before I could even find the courage to talk to her without appearing like an idiot.
A memory that I still cherish to this day. Fifty seven years later. Fifty one of them as my wife. And two years after her death.
A very nice reflective post. 🙂
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Well written. Enjoyed!
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What a beautiful story, even with the sadness of the end. Great story Danny
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Such a beautiful story and memory. 🙂
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Such a sweet story of love blossoming and a sad ending with her death. Such is life.
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That was beautiful, Danny. A perfect memory of love that blossomed and continued to bloom.
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A very touching story, and one that many can relate to.
One thing, I just don’t feel like that last sentence needs to be separate, or it needs to be rephrased a little bit. As it is, it feels a little rushed.
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You are probably right. I played around with it and was never very comfortable with it myself. Thanks for commenting.
DJ
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So touching, and what a wonderful expression of that moment when everything changes — “made me suddenly realize there might be something more important than new cars” — that’s just so perfect.
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And true!
DJ
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Danny, in a very few words you’ve let us see how much you loved Sara. Master wordsmithing here.
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Thanks for the kind words.
DJ
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Touching. A lifetime with one partner grows rarer by the day.
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True!
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What a beautiful memory and tribute, too. You’re fortunate to have someone love you for so many years, but I’m sorry for you that she’s gone.
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Fifty-seven…..your lucky number. Sweet one, DJ.
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Many thanks!
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