by Corina Gamma

100 WORDS STORIES

Eddy started writing short stories in his eighties and has published two books of short stories, including his 100-word stories, available to buy here.  These stories, both fiction and nonfiction, illuminate memories of his life and observations of his world. These are selections from the books.

MY FATHER BROUGHT HOME A RADIO

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A very early model, this was a battery-operated radio. It was sometime in 1926. I was five years old. It was very exciting. My father tried to make it work, but he finally gave up, and gave the radio to me. It was the best toy I remember. I also couldn’t make it work, but I was able to take some of it apart and learned about some of the parts. I learned what a battery was. I was able to make sparks by bringing the battery wire ends to almost touching. My interest in science took a giant step.

May 11, 2017

I WAS LUCKY

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My skipper said “you can’t go to sub school in Key West Florida, I want you here while the radar is being installed. Most of the crew of the Batfish were new and never submerged in a sub were going to school in Florida to train on old R class WWI subs. That week the “R12” sank with all but 3 men lost. The guys were assigned in alphabetical order. A friend’s name started with “H”, he was lost.  Years later my wife and I on three occasions started out to visit Key West but turned back for some reason.

September 13, 2002

HOW I MET YOUR MOTHER

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Hank and I went to this dance. I was sitting when they walked by. I noticed her tush, and then her face, it was wow. Not just because she was beautiful, but behind those blue eyes, there was so much more. The first things I asked were, was she single and did she have a job? Kidding, those are TV lines. We danced and when I held her and she wrinkled her nose, that was it.  I didn’t want to rush her or look like a weirdo, so I waited till the next day to ask her to marry me.

October 18, 2018

CO2 X

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My wife and I love our seltzer that we make ourselves using water and a small CO2 cartridge. The cartridges come from a small company in Florida. The salesman encouraged us to buy the CO2X brand at three times the cost because it has something extra, no one knows what, but we will like it. He was a really good salesman. We enjoyed the seltzer so much, that our evening ended up into something special, if you know what I mean. Now, when we yell seltzer, it’s not necessarily because we are thirsty, again, if you know what I mean.

May 3, 2012

THE TENNESSEE WALTZ

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When I visit my mother at the Alzheimer Center, I would see them dancing so beautifully and always to the Tennessee Waltz. She is a patient and he really is her husband who visits her every day.  Her memory is gone and he doesn’t want to upset her, so on every visit, he introduces himself as a brand new friend and asks her to dance. They always dance to the Tennessee Waltz and they are very good.  When asked, she explains he is a new friend, someone she can trust, and he so reminds her of her late dear husband.

November 5, 2013

MY SIGNIFICANT OTHER IS A NEAT FREAK

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Being neat is a wonderful trait.  I certainly admire her for that, especially since I am the exact opposite. A most successful and extremely happy relationship can still be had if both parties listen and respect each other’s mishegas.*

An extreme example: Before my sweetie leaves home, the entire house must be clean and everything in it’s place. The reason is simple. What if she doesn’t come back, what would people think of her?

My reasoning is the opposite. You leave the piles of stuff, so you must come back before anyone has a chance to view your mess.

*Mishegas…craziness

April 10, 2017

MY HOUSTON MOVIE GIRLFRIEND

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The Navy sent me to the University of Houston. She and a friend sat next to me in the movie, we talked, and made a date that lasted about three weeks. She was really hot, I know that she had a boyfriend in the army. While we were making out, she showed me his letter. She was using me to make him jealous, but who cared. The last line of the letter was special, “of all the guys you could have gone out with you picked a “nigger loving, yankee, jewboy sailor.”

I smiled as his letter hit the floor.

March 19, 2009

THE GREAT LOOKOUTS ON THE BATFISH

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They were the lowest ranked crew members, they slept three to a bunk over the torpedoes.We had the long-range radar to search for enemy ships. Our lookouts could see as far as the horizon, but they were also looking for periscopes, sticking out of the water, of submarines who wanted to sink us, and they did detect them.Their reward, they were in the fresh air during the day and under starry skies at night. While the rest of us, with higher ranks, were below decks for at least 75 days, no fresh air, sunny weather or starry skies.

January 10, 2018