On Hayward Street, everyone walked on the opposite street when passing ‘The Seidel’s’.
Wille lived there with his mother. He had mental and physical abnormalities. His head would tilt just so as he dragged his club foot and balanced his deformed hand on his chest.
Mrs. Seidel would raise her fist and yell at the boys who’d tease him. Everyone wondered where he’d go if something happened to her.
In time, he was taken to a psychiatric facility; his mother taken to a senior home.
The estate sale showcased unusual antiques.
Who knew old oil cans could be so valuable.
2018©Isadora DeLaVega
Genre: Flash Fiction
Word Count: 100
Photo Prompt:Nick Allen
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December 26, 2018 at 11:48 pm
Memorable things 🙂
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December 27, 2018 at 6:00 pm
Perhaps, memorable for the ones who want them to be. Thanks for hopping over, Jake.
Glad you’re back to blogging. Have a Happy New Year 2019 …
Isadora 😎
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January 15, 2019 at 2:31 pm
Doing my everyday post here again Izzy Thank you 🙂
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January 15, 2019 at 6:03 pm
Will Be visiting your blog soon … thanks for the update. 😎
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December 5, 2018 at 3:52 pm
Poor Willie, carted off like that! I am glad I don’t live on that street! I bet the home his mum went to took the proceeds to pay for her care! Thank you for shining a light on their plight. 🙂
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December 3, 2018 at 9:12 pm
I have some aging friends with a disabled daughter. They have money put aside to see that she’s well cared for, but still it’s heartbreaking. This was a well written piece. Let’s hope they get the full value from the antiques.
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December 3, 2018 at 4:08 pm
Interesting look at a sad life.
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December 2, 2018 at 11:50 pm
sad story, but it happens.
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December 2, 2018 at 8:10 pm
Such a sad life… I just hope the oil can could bring some improvements to the them in their new homes…
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December 1, 2018 at 5:40 am
I found your tale so poignant – if only they’d known those oil cans were worth something perhaps they could have stayed together. Such a difficult time when a parent can no longer care for their disabled child. Your description of the child was vivid.
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December 1, 2018 at 3:43 pm
Adult handicap children can be difficult to manage as the mothers age.
It’s a tale I’ve seen and experienced. Hopefully, I can do the effects justice in my book.
Thank you, Irene, for your insightful comment. It’s always appreciated.
Isadora 😎
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December 1, 2018 at 4:56 am
Treasure
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December 1, 2018 at 3:34 pm
Yes, there are so many treasure inheritors don’t see as that.
Thank you for visiting and commenting. It’s greatly appreciated.
Isadora 😎
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November 30, 2018 at 8:38 pm
This is an inviting story, it promises so much. Wonderful that you are expanding the story, Isadora. Best of wishes, Jilly.
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November 30, 2018 at 10:40 pm
It’s my plan. Let’s hope I get ‘er done.
Thank you for the confidence builder.
Have a fun loving weekend.
Isadora 😎
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December 1, 2018 at 8:32 am
I’m on the second draft of my book, with a short final chapter still waiting to be written. I’m travelling on my own soon so do hope to get the second draft completed then – mornings for writing, afternoons for exploring. So it sounds as if we’re both on the same quest :):)
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December 1, 2018 at 3:31 pm
I find isolation is my best friend when I’m writing.
BRAVO for you for getting to this point. The finish line is just ahead.
Good Luck with it all … I’m sure it’s going to be awesome.
Have a peacefully tranquil weekend.
Isadora 😎
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November 30, 2018 at 5:49 pm
It is a fear of the unknown and “not normal” that keeps people away. Such a sad reality.
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December 1, 2018 at 3:32 pm
This is very, true, Dale. Handicaps always produce fear in people.
Yes, sad, indeed.
Isadora 😎
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November 30, 2018 at 12:13 pm
I’m glad to hear you are fleshing out this scenario, the characters have a lot of promise.
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December 1, 2018 at 3:33 pm
I had a little chuckle with the word “fleshing”. Sometimes, that’s how it feels.
Thank you for appreciating my story enough to comment.
Have a great weekend.
Isadora 😎
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November 30, 2018 at 11:30 am
Sounds like an interesting book. The shame and ridicule that often accompanied disability in the past (not helped much by disproven pseudo-science) has caused many to live in the shadows in isolation like this.
I hope that now the world has become more willing to accept and welcome such differences, and allow the disabled to thrive in their own communities, rather than shutting them away or forcing parents to be their adult children’s sole provider and source of comfort.
To me, a parent of a child with autism, this scenario, though likely not uncommon still, seems obscene.
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December 1, 2018 at 4:13 pm
Yes, people can be cruel when they don’t understand someone’s disabilities.
I have a handicap brother so I can empathize with you.
Thank you for leaving your insightful comment and for visiting.
Have a peaceful weekend …
Isadora 😎
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November 30, 2018 at 10:51 am
Querida Isadora,
I’m intrigued to find you’re writing a book. I look forward to reading it. As it is, there’s a lot of story packed into this little snippet and I’m sure there is so much more. Bien escrito mi amiga.
Shalom y abrazos,
Rochelle
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December 1, 2018 at 3:39 pm
Querida Rochelle,
Tengo cuatro en diferente fases. Se recuerda la historia que escribe de ‘A Girl grows in Brooklyn’.
Pero dios quiera que lo pueda lograr. Gracias, mi amiga, por su visita y comentario.
Buen fin de semana …
Carino y Abrasos,
Isadora 😎
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November 30, 2018 at 6:48 am
Hmmmm.
Wonder if that will be their epitaph too!
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December 1, 2018 at 4:04 pm
Me too … time will tell. Thanks …
Isadora 😎
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November 30, 2018 at 3:56 am
Did some of the proceeds from estate sale go to Wille and Mrs. Seidel? Their physical existence will be little less painful.
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December 1, 2018 at 4:15 pm
I’m still developing those pages. I do think people lose sight of how difficult it is to raise a handicap adult.
Thank you, Abhijit, for always leaving your insightful comments and visiting.
Have a restful weekend.
Isadora 😎
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November 29, 2018 at 8:09 pm
Beautifully poignant tale.
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December 1, 2018 at 4:15 pm
Your comment is stellar … thank you.
Have a relaxing weekend…
Isadora 😎
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December 1, 2018 at 4:46 pm
Thank.
You too.
Drew
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November 29, 2018 at 6:36 pm
A sad tale of a difficult life. I hope there is something good in the end. Well-written!
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December 1, 2018 at 4:42 pm
Sometimes, happily ever after doesn’t happen. Life can be cruel.
Thank you for commenting and visiting, Brenda.
Have a wonderful weekend …
Isadora 😎
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December 1, 2018 at 7:30 pm
Unfortunately, that is a true statement. Hope you have a nice weekend too!
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December 1, 2018 at 8:36 pm
😎
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November 29, 2018 at 6:02 pm
So heartbreaking.
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December 1, 2018 at 3:40 pm
Many stirs about adult handicap children can be heart breaking.
Thanks for commenting LisaRey.
Isadora 😎
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November 29, 2018 at 2:34 pm
So very sad but a wonderful story!
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November 29, 2018 at 3:30 pm
Families aren’t always picture perfect. Thanks, PJ, for enjoying and commenting as you always do. You’re a gift.
Izzy 😎
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November 29, 2018 at 8:23 pm
You are right about families, Izzy. You are very welcome!
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November 29, 2018 at 11:38 am
This is very, very sad
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November 29, 2018 at 3:31 pm
A page in a future book I’ll get out there soon. Behind closed doors who knows what lurks. Thank you, Sandra. Your comments are always appreciated.
Isadora 😎
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November 29, 2018 at 10:22 am
A sorrowful tale with a ray of hope in the final few words.
Click to read my FriFic tale!
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November 29, 2018 at 4:13 pm
And, more twists and horror in the book that will contain this in greater detail.
Thank you, Keith for reading and commenting. I always appreciate your visits.
Isadora 😎
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November 29, 2018 at 6:29 am
Just each other and then separation, very sad.
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November 29, 2018 at 3:29 pm
Sometimes, we come across families like this. This is a page from a book I’m writing, Gilly. Glad you enjoyed…Issy 😎
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November 29, 2018 at 2:18 am
What a heartbreaking tale. It is a pity they were ostracized by the townspeople.
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November 29, 2018 at 3:33 pm
I’ll elaborate in a future book I’m writing. It’s not always a happily ever after life. Thanks for appreciating where I went with the prompt.
Isadora 😎
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November 29, 2018 at 1:56 am
Perfect ending. I just hope they aren’t robbed of their money, that they have someone to stand for them.
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November 29, 2018 at 3:35 pm
Yes, older folks need advocates and people who will look after their assets and be kind. I’m wiritng more about it. This is just a page. Thank you for reading and commenting. I always appreciate your insightful comments.
Isadora 😎
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November 29, 2018 at 1:51 am
Hopefully the proceeds would go to make the lives of both mom and son more comfortable, even in the ‘homes’ they have been sent to.
This reminds me of a true story I’d seen in the news some years ago, about an estate left by a loner (who perhaps had some form of mild Autism or similar issues, from the description others had of him). He’d kept everything in his parents home (which he continued to live in) as it had been while they lived, and many of the items proved to be quite valuable. I remember wondering who benefited from that estate sale, as I didn’t think he’d have left a will. But who knows?!
Nicely done, Isadora!
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November 29, 2018 at 3:42 pm
There are a great many stories like the one you’ve written about in your comment. I read one about 20 years ago about a hermit who had money hidden everywhere in his apartment yet lived as a pauper. Mental illness can create situations like this. I’m pleased you enjoyed my interpretation of the photo prompt. It’s a page – very small page – in a book I’m writing. Thank you,Na’ama. I always appreciate your visits here. Thank you … Isadora 😎
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November 29, 2018 at 4:37 pm
OH! I’d be happy to read more when you’re ready! 🙂
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November 29, 2018 at 5:09 pm
I’m like the little engine that could …. : ) I’ll get there eventually. thank you for your confidence builder.
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November 29, 2018 at 5:30 pm
🙂 It’s the journey, not just the destination!
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November 29, 2018 at 1:26 am
I wonder who the narrator is, if she or he will be in charge of the proceeds, if said earnings will go towards the The Seidel’s expenses, if the loss of the collections will break the collector’s heart…
The last line is so sad. The detachment heartbreaking.
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November 29, 2018 at 3:38 pm
Some characters have to be brought about in another direction. This is a page from a book I’m laying out. Glad it left you with many questions. I appreciate your taking the time to elaborate, Magaly. Thank you.
Isadora 😎
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November 29, 2018 at 3:56 pm
The best thing we can hear about a book we are writing is, “Tell me more.” And I do want more!
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November 29, 2018 at 5:07 pm
Amen to those words … thank you 😎
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November 28, 2018 at 9:57 pm
The real pity is that they were probably interesting people and potentially good friends if anyone had bothered to get to know them.
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November 29, 2018 at 3:18 pm
A good point, Alicia. It’s a page in a chapter in my book. A little fiction for FF. But, a lot more real in the bigger picture. Thank you for enjoying my interpretation of the photo prompt.
Isadora 😎
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November 29, 2018 at 10:53 pm
I condenses to a low word count remarkably well.
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November 28, 2018 at 9:37 pm
I hope they get a mint for them. Sad, but well done take.
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November 28, 2018 at 8:54 pm
I hope they got the proceeds of the sale
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November 29, 2018 at 3:17 pm
It will be more detailed in my book. We’ll see.
Isadora 😎
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November 28, 2018 at 8:27 pm
Communities can be cruel like that. Well written.
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November 29, 2018 at 3:16 pm
A great example of bullying the ones who can’t defend themselves. I appreciate your super word, Lain. Thank you …
Isadora 😎
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November 28, 2018 at 8:21 pm
A sad tale. Who knew.
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November 29, 2018 at 3:10 pm
Some lives aren’t rosy. Thanks Trent … good to see you here. I appreciate it.
Isadora 😎
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November 28, 2018 at 7:43 pm
Poor Willie – and poor mum. Sad little story – but hopefully they profited from the sale.
Susan A Eames at
Travel, Fiction and Photos
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November 29, 2018 at 3:09 pm
Thanks for your thoughts, Susan. It’s part of a chapter in a book I’m writing. Glad you left a comment.
Isadora 😎
ps: I commented on your post on Wednesday. I have trouble leaving comments. Sometimes, there are many sign in steps yet at the end their not accepted. I’m going to pop over and see if mine posted. Otherwise I’ll try again. : (
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