Tag: social structure

• Birdie

  

  It’s time I returned to the archives for another short story. Here’s a favorite… Birdie?  Yes, I knew Birdie.    The third house from the end, on our side of the street; that’s where Birdie lived, and had lived ever since I could remember.  He was a part of my growing up, someone I either met,…

  frederick anderson

  November 18, 2020

  Short Stories

  childhood, communication, fantasy, fiction, memory, nostalgia, social structure

• When a House is not a Home

  It is no secret that property in UK is hard to come by, so when a Development Company announces a new private estate on our little corner of the sinking ship we feel compelled to take a look.    One way to fill in that empty space on a Saturday?  Well, maybe.  In moderate rain we…

  frederick anderson

  June 26, 2013

  Uncategorized

  cramped living, homes, house buying, housing, social structure

• Contemplation

  I have a nightmare in which a little girl runs towards me with arms outstretched crying “Daddy!  Daddy!” “I’m sorry, sweet child.  Should I know you from somewhere?” Where’s a lawyer when you need one?  There should be an app for that. As ‘Father’s Day’ recedes into a past littered with ‘Card Days’ I find…

  frederick anderson

  June 18, 2013

  Uncategorized

  children, counseling, Fathers, growing up, parenting, social structure