Stories tagged “Grandfather”

  • Grandfather Part 1

    A frail old man went to live with his son, daughter-in-law, and a four-year old grandson. The old man’s hands trembled, his eyesight was blurred, and his step faltered. The family ate together nightly at the dinner table. But the elderly grandfat...

    • Author: Jack Perez
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Grandfather Part 2

    One evening before supper, the father noticed his son playing with wood scraps on the floor. He asked “What are you making?” “Oh, I am making a little bowl for you and mama to eat your food from when I grow up.” The parents were...

    • Author: Jack Perez
    • Posted over 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Red

    Too many fractures; the air couldn’t help but slowly seep from my suit. Granddad always told me my temper would get the best of me just before getting down the old, leather belt. The fire in his eyes terrified me more than the fury of God, Himsel...

  • In Memory of Poppa

    The most important thing I have to say here and now is this. I would like the memory of my grandfather, James Blohm, to live on forever. I want his soul to be remembered even more than I want to be remembered. Poppa was a wonderful person, and, altho...

  • Peapaw

    You feel like a distant memory, laughing man in my photo. Your bear hug barely a brush on my shoulder. I fear I’m forgetting, much like you. Your raspy advice, growing fainter on the tapes of my mind, sounding more like ghostly noises, capture...

  • Storytime

    “Grandfather! Grandfather!” From seemingly thin air two freshly scrubbed children appeared, pink and glistening, to swarm about an old man. He snatched the smaller of the two, a boy with a pug nose and orbed eyes, and pulled him onto his lap. “Ye...

  • But HOW, Grandfather?

    “Back in the old days, things were different.” “But how, Grandfather?” the little boy asked. “I’m getting to that,” the grandfather replied, chuckling to himself. “Back in the old days, things were differ...

    • Author: Sam Ervin
    • Posted about 10 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Ambition's End

    “When I grow up,” I told Grandfather, “I want to be a pilot, just like Slim Tyler.” I was ten and had just finished a very thick book by Richard Stone, called Aviation Stories For Boys, in which Mr. Tyler had vanquished his enem...

  • Dirge

    The air is stiff, as stiff as my spine against naked wooden pews. Solemn murmurs glide from pillar to pillar as crackling fabric gnaws at my skin. Bursts of color— draping bouquets, lonely rose on Grandma’s lapel; filtered light and dust sp...

    • Author: Stovohobo
    • Posted over 9 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • The Apartment

    The street called out to me, a wordless plea for acknowledgment amongst the swirling plastic bags and cigarette butts that defined its landscape. Here was desolate, here was nowhere. This was the burnt out end of the universe that meant nothing to anyo...

  • An Eternity, Just Like Before

    I’ve always been alone. Only difference now is that I no longer have a choice in the matter. The loneliness, the silence, the mind-numbing boredom; I was well adjusted to all that and more before I started this. My ‘free range incarceration...

  • A Legacy of Sacrifice (Day 43)

    “What you suggest is madness.” Xamira folded her arms. The fingertips on her right hand tapped against the hard muscle in irritation. “Bold, not mad, my dear.” Gracien smiled broadly. “If Father and Grandfather before him ...