Saturday, August 9, 2014

When one word inspired a story

Back in the days of my first years driving, I lived on the farm. My step sister and I drove a car into town eight miles to go to 9th grade. Oh, we thought we were hot stuff, driving in 9th grade. We had a school permit, and were only supposed to drive to school. And home. 

Nothing else. 
No where else.

Well, like that happened! 

We bombed Fourth, I know we did. That’s just WHAT YOU DID on Friday night!

I remember one day after school, we were all of a sudden sweating it. We had gone to Dairy Queen. We were parked right there by the building and a semi truck, probably filled with Dairy treats turned the corner sharply and hit the back fender of Herman, our parked car. 

And, we were in it! 

Oh, now we knew we were going to be in some kind of trouble.
It must not have been too bad,
I don’t remember it. 

Herman, however, got a great big dent.

We also thought it was cool because we didn’t have to fill up Herman’s tank of gas in town. Since we lived on a farm my dad had a huge gas tank and beside it a tank for diesel for his tractors.

We’d just drive up in the worn gravel drive way in front of that gas tank and pull down the lever and fill that tank up, not thinking for one minute how much money our dad must have paid to fill it every so often.

We just helped ourselves because we were told to, and because we could.

I wish I could have that liberty today. To just drive up to a big tank of gas that I didn’t pay for and fill my tank with gas.

I do have the liberty of choosing what to fill my day with, my life with.
Here’s to filling it with things that give life.

And to remembering stories triggered by just one word.

Happy weekend friends!


Linking up today with the lovely Kate Motaung, who has just had the Five Minute Friday baton passed to her from the one who began it four years ago, Lisa Jo Baker. Five Minute Friday is a time where people who love words gather and each write for five minutes straight on a single word prompt. No edits or perfection necessary. This week's prompt is "fill". 


  1. I love once-upon-a-times! Here's to a life full of stories!

    1. Thanks for stopping by! Sorry it took me so long to get back to you! Yes, here's to a life full of stories! Blessings to you.

  2. Isn't it interesting how one word can spark all those memories. Thanks for sharing.
    *an FMF neighbor stopping by from

    1. Thanks for your comment, Debra! Yes, sometimes all it takes is one word. That's why I love FMF! Thanks for stopping by!

  3. As a kid, I always wondered how grown ups had a story for every occasion and incident. Now, as I am getting richer in experience, I realize, I am getting close to them. It's life that creates stories and our little minds just repeat it.

    Visiting from FMF,

    1. I kind of wondered the same thing as a kid. I, too, am beginning to understand! I have so many stories in there just waiting to be told! I'm sure you do, too!


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