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Joe's avatar

You really are a Master Story Teller, Mr. Doom!

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Jimmy Doom's avatar

Thanks J/S. It's nice to know I'm doing a few things right at making my loyal Wealies happy

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Lorraine Evanoff's avatar

Oh my heart. A story about a story teller and more. Thank you Jimmy.

"Eekie couldn’t remember, but she couldn’t remember hardly anything, even why Martina Colovich Gebber’s grandchildren started calling her Eekie.

Tad Gebber sat in the chair most of his life, leaning back, telling stories, drinking this warm tea moonshine that Bulb Winston called Smile Soup.

Tad was known to slap the grandkids hands when they got confused and reached for Packy’s soup."

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Jimmy Doom's avatar

I love that you love it. I skipped my friend's book release party to write tonight and I feel bad about it.

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Lorraine Evanoff's avatar

Oh wow. What city was it in, may I ask?

Here in LA?

Just keep doing what you feel. This was well worth staying in and writing. Love it.

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Jimmy Doom's avatar

Hamtramck, a little predominantly Muslim city entirely surrounded by Detroit. And Josh is of Jewish ancestry. But there's a great little theater there called Planet Ant. Josh always does theatrical book release parties,so that's where he had it.

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Lorraine Evanoff's avatar

Oh Midwest coast! You guys are awesome.

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Janet Martin's avatar

It sounds like Josh will have more book release parties and you can make the next one. I really liked the story -my mom is starting to have some memory problems.

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Jimmy Doom's avatar

Josh is very prolific. About a novel a year. Good luck with your mom

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Stephanie Sweeney's avatar

Really enjoyed this. This line was lovely: “The wood was worn and faded in a way that made it seem as though it was returning to the tree it came from.”

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Jimmy Doom's avatar

Thanks Stephanie. I saw that really vividly for some reason and it triggered the rest of the story in my head.

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Patris's avatar

Fell into this and was reading as if I was hearing Packy tell it to me. If stories can be described as rich, this is wealthy- and glad as the character who was lucky enough to buy that chair.

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Jimmy Doom's avatar

I really had fun writing this one.

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Patris's avatar

I can tell. Packy has nothing on you, J. I don’t know if you felt joy writing this beauty, but I felt it run like a ribbon to the very end.

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Jimmy Doom's avatar

It wasn't joy, necessarily but certainly a positive feeling to give some love to this element of life

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Patris's avatar

It felt like it. You really - not sure succeeded is the word - but accomplished maybe - that. It felt just as it is - a great story.

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Carol Angel's avatar

You got me Jimmy! My heart went out to Eekie and her family. I could picture the whole family and Packy rocking back in that chair, the grandkids climbing round. Absolutely love this story. You are the best. I can see this as a scene in a movie. Just perfect for the heart and those who are experiencing a loved one slipping. Hang on tight.❤️❤️❤️

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Jimmy Doom's avatar

Thanks Carol! Thrilled you love it. Please share it with friends

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Colin Devonshire's avatar

Brilliant, loved it.

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Jimmy Doom's avatar

Thanks Colin. I appreciate you taking the time to give it a read. Glad I didn't waste your time.

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Zelmo of Troy's avatar

A 5-percenter, this one. Perfect tone throughout.

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Jimmy Doom's avatar

Thanks. Share it far and wide when you have time.

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Patty Mallett's avatar

Really nice. Captured Eekie’s fading memories and rich past beautifully.

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