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Six Sentence Story: Content

Ivy at Uncharted hosts the weekly Six Sentence Story link-up.  This week's prompt:  Content.



The past, present, and future combined in that simple moment.  She sat with her husband and five children on the cool, green grass of New Haven's village square, the same square that John Brockett, her great-(x8) grandfather, surveyed hundreds of years ago.  At one corner stood a white two-story Colonial, once the home of James Pierpont [her great-(x7) grandfather], and now the visitor's center for Yale University.  At one end of the green, Irish musicians invited the assembled audience to sing along:  ". . . but as sure as you're born, you're never gonna see no un-i-corn."  Seeing her children enjoying the music of her childhood, in a setting which held importance to her ancestors, was simultaneously both poignantly significant and routinely familiar.  She was content.  

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Thanks for family--past, present, and future. 

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  1. ...With green alligators and long necked geese...some humpty backed camels and some chimpanzees...

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  2. Your words painted a wonderful scene today.

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  3. Ooh the unicorn song! Love that!
    Very nice SSS.

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  4. This was such a great way to tell a story and bring in your past! LOVE!!!

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  5. very effective 'let the Reader put themselves in the picture' !

    ps I know I have a rogerian aspect because there is a part of me that, reading this post, responds to the …groundedness, the stability of history that it conveys

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    1. Thanks. I wasn't sure it came out the way I had it in my head--glad to hear maybe it did.

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  6. Another great 6 sentence story. I cant imagine what it would be likely to knowingly stand where my great x8 grandfather had stood. very touching.

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    1. When we went to the Yale Visitor's Center, I didn't realize ahead of time that it was James Pierpont's house. What a surprise when the guide told us!

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  7. Beautiful, Kristi! You had us all sitting there with you, enjoying the music and contemplating connections to our past. What a wonderful sense of your family history to have!

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    1. Thank you. I do enjoy learning about family history. Everyone has a story to tell, no matter what their occupation!

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