The old video came over the computer with the verve and happiness of another age. Mildred, now in her eighties smiled and began to sing along with the old tune. Her grand-kids watched her and the inverted crystal cone near the computer which seemed to pop like popcorn and laughingly began to sing along too. Each “clang, clang, clang went the trolley” seemed to fill the room with sunshine.
The kids began to dance and prance around the room. The cat looked nervously from the safety of the coffee table, perhaps a little worried about her tail getting stomped. Mildred laughed remembering a trolley ride she’d taken when she’d visited Saint Louis with her dad when she was little. Ah … poor dad, he’d died when she was thirteen, from an enlarged heart, the day before the military police came to arrest him for draft dodging back in 1943. Damn she thought, they’d sure been embarrassed.
Music evokes such memories! I like how you’ve tied the different generations together.
It sure does and thanks .. glad you liked that aspect.
Nice piece of nostalgia, Georgia.
You might want to edit the sentence ‘The cat looked …’
Thanks, let me read that over. Glad you liked the post.
Nostalgic and a fun read.
Ally
Thanks Ally, glad you enjoyed it!
I really enjoyed the nostalgia of this piece… And the track as well 🙂
Glad you enjoyed the post! 🙂
Wonderful story. Music…old and new can change people’s mood in an instant! It affects the young and the old. I can relate to the desire to listen to the music from long ago! 🙂
Thanks for the lovely comment, yes music really seems to jog the memory! Glad you enjoyed the post. 🙂
A lovely reminiscence and a very catchy tune. Now that it’s in my head, I will be humming it for the rest of the day!
Know what you mean about humming it all day .. it kind of makes itself at home! Glad you liked the post.
Love the images and music that you have put in my mind. 🙂 Wonderful story!
Glad you enjoyed! That is a merry tune and it’s odd that it should have popped back into my memory when I saw Al’s sound cone.
I love this. You can see them dancing around with the old lady sitting there laughing. Awesome.
It was fun to write, I could also almost see them laughing and dancing 🙂 Thanks for reading.
Always welcome 🙂
Music triggers such memories!
What a kick in the ending!
Yes, music and smells too.
That kick in the end actually happened … my Grandfather died of an over-large heart, it was a congenital thing, it kept growing and was as big as a basin when he died (just under 33). He’d been called up for the draft, but obviously he never went in for his physical and the family didn’t think to tell the board anything (they were all in a lot of confusion just then I guess). The MPs showed up on the doorsteps at the house the day of his funeral, he was in his casket, and my Grandma told them if they wanted him there he was.
Omigoodness….!!!!!!!
Speechless…..!!!!!!!!
Loved your twisted ending!
That’s cool!