tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post7619079763465320950..comments2024-02-14T15:27:59.577-05:00Comments on Bukowski's Basement: ICE CREAM ON HOT SUMMER NIGHTS (#fridayflash)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11413377601369107260noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-91294971742957662762011-07-23T13:34:46.076-04:002011-07-23T13:34:46.076-04:00This is so touching - I love generational writing ...This is so touching - I love generational writing like this, and the spin on the father and son relationship. Very well done.EChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09359075647077590741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-33566601359057337122011-07-19T06:52:15.157-04:002011-07-19T06:52:15.157-04:00That's great. I really love how you told it, ...That's great. I really love how you told it, pulled it all together, but did not over due any of it. Great balance between description and emotion, with movement of the story. I really enjoyed this one.<br /><br />Thank you!<br />Kwee<br /><a href="http://kweewritings.wordpress.com/" rel="nofollow">Kwee Writings</a>Kwee Cats and Arthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16650228469037436925noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-18467511573684908692011-07-18T06:02:28.521-04:002011-07-18T06:02:28.521-04:00This made me smile. Sweet without being sticky swe...This made me smile. Sweet without being sticky sweet, and perfectly dreamlike.Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01425418200940737247noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-3411498343768398132011-07-17T22:17:00.024-04:002011-07-17T22:17:00.024-04:00Aww, what goes around comes around. I like it when...Aww, what goes around comes around. I like it when you get all sentimental. Those sideburns must be growin' back. ;-)Jodi MacArthurhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13373591664178281529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-20028470730788627892011-07-17T09:20:20.902-04:002011-07-17T09:20:20.902-04:00You tell a great story.You tell a great story.pegjethttp://pegjet.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-60959437767244787592011-07-16T14:46:43.911-04:002011-07-16T14:46:43.911-04:00Once a man, twice a child. Great flash, very touch...Once a man, twice a child. Great flash, very touching and a good dose of reality. I remember doing some of those things with my dad.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-63097857173199996202011-07-15T20:23:58.759-04:002011-07-15T20:23:58.759-04:00...and history repeats itself (hopefully) as the b......and history repeats itself (hopefully) as the boy grows up to sit in the chair...<br /><br />Very well-written; thought-provoking.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-5972348011926018922011-07-15T16:41:54.730-04:002011-07-15T16:41:54.730-04:00poignant, I didn't see that coming. Mine is ab...poignant, I didn't see that coming. Mine is about the last throes of life too this week<br /><br />marc nashSulci Collectivehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03293833259808943096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-64145963931376172502011-07-15T15:55:57.402-04:002011-07-15T15:55:57.402-04:00very touching.
I hope any kids I may have in the...very touching. <br /><br />I hope any kids I may have in the future think of me just as fondly.Craig Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07176851401465801580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-65116156577943875422011-07-15T12:54:35.889-04:002011-07-15T12:54:35.889-04:00Everything does come full circle, doesn't it? ...Everything does come full circle, doesn't it? That's why legacy matters. If he'd been a rotten Dad his baby boy would only turn up after the funeral to crush a cigarette on his coffin and flip him the bird. Lol.<br /><br />It was very sweet, Ant. :)Kathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11410730283603224430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-4152741782268442242011-07-15T11:29:30.370-04:002011-07-15T11:29:30.370-04:00Very poignant. Completing the circle of life and r...Very poignant. Completing the circle of life and reinforcing the good memories.Laura Enohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09982794146667832204noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-57829542071396781822011-07-15T10:10:22.534-04:002011-07-15T10:10:22.534-04:00That's beautiful, Anthony. Poignant and well-d...That's beautiful, Anthony. Poignant and well-delivered. Brilliant.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-29738246178996057432011-07-15T10:03:46.215-04:002011-07-15T10:03:46.215-04:00Stunning heart-tug here Ant, just...stunning. You ...Stunning heart-tug here Ant, just...stunning. You should explore this side of yourself further.Deanna Schrayerhttp://theothersideofdeanna.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-78655436060839402192011-07-15T09:52:30.835-04:002011-07-15T09:52:30.835-04:00This wouldn't have anything to do with spendin...This wouldn't have anything to do with spending some time with the kids, would it Ant? Very sweet, unusual work for the Basement.John Wiswellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07416044628686736927noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-55696537303330367132011-07-15T09:48:43.160-04:002011-07-15T09:48:43.160-04:00Very nice read... nice flow. Well written as alwa...Very nice read... nice flow. Well written as always.Rant-O-Saurus Rexhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13481896969814845212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-78354307944904827692011-07-15T08:51:26.372-04:002011-07-15T08:51:26.372-04:00A departure for you, but you hit all the right not...A departure for you, but you hit all the right notes once again, Ant. This was sweet and sad, but not too much of either. Just perfect.Lauritahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03688820247531607677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-6323212817721061652011-07-15T07:57:00.860-04:002011-07-15T07:57:00.860-04:00Tears welling up at the end... geez, Anthony, that...Tears welling up at the end... geez, Anthony, that was simply beautiful. Your writing makes Jersey sound like a place I want to live - so much so, you oughta be a poster boy for the state's tourism department.<br />How I wish I had my own memories of the Jersey Shore.<br />Masterful.Cathy Olliffe-Websterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12729578896443750402noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-70919207778079047242011-07-15T06:10:24.871-04:002011-07-15T06:10:24.871-04:00Fantastic job, Anthony. Who COULDN'T read that...Fantastic job, Anthony. Who COULDN'T read that and flash back to childhood. A touching turn of events at the end. Nice.Alan W. Davidsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17067022519729701245noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-22179693396047531032011-07-15T06:09:14.797-04:002011-07-15T06:09:14.797-04:00you are a big softeee is all ant.. love first pers...you are a big softeee is all ant.. love first person tomes..and "funnies"Michael Solenderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01120045114297450520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-84014806757806061222011-07-15T02:59:57.115-04:002011-07-15T02:59:57.115-04:00This was very sweet and a poignant reminder of tim...This was very sweet and a poignant reminder of time passing and yet a certain happiness floats through it all as he remembers that ice cream and his baby boy.<br /><br />Written beautifully!Helenhttp://helen-scribbles.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-19479936300490238632011-07-15T01:53:40.603-04:002011-07-15T01:53:40.603-04:00Down south where I'm from it was a big deal to...Down south where I'm from it was a big deal to go to town on Saturday nights and watch a ball game. Hardball just like the big leagues. In fact my Uncle Dickieboy had for a short time played in the bigs, but he tore his knee up and ended playing for the Carrsville Green Wave amateur team. We'd watch the game in the sweltering night. Watch the big old moths fly around the lights. And after, we'd all stop by the ice cream place and have a cone. I still remember how shocking cold the first lick was on the tip of my tongue. I remember the family gathered. And the sweat down my back. And how good the ice cream tasted. Thanks for bringing that all back.AJ Hayesnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7475969042192089612.post-4558805299763594902011-07-15T01:22:55.324-04:002011-07-15T01:22:55.324-04:00Very sweet. Not much better than ice cream on a ho...Very sweet. Not much better than ice cream on a hot night.Tim VanSant Writeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17614259042362664840noreply@blogger.com