Written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt #398,
incorporating the word “winner” and for Sue & Gerry’s
Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge using the prompt
word “blanket”. In exactly 95 words, this is my story.

When I was a kid, the Presbyterian church we attended held a couple of bazaars each year. Mom always contributed a homemade item. One year she got so busy crocheting blankets for Christmas presents, she forgot about the bazaar and, at the eleventh hour, begrudgingly donated a special blanket she’d made for a dear friend. It really was beautiful; raffle tickets were selling like crazy! When the winner was announced, it was my dad. He probably spent more on raffles than mom spent on yarn but getting that blanket back for her made his day.
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95 Words
This is “Blanket Sing” by The Dejas
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So beautifully endearing! A gem of a (personal) story writer Nancy. 💝
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Thank you, Michele. My Dad could be such a softy at times. 💙
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You’re very welcome, Nancy. Thank you for sharing. 😇
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Oh this is so lovely!
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Thanks so much, Di. My Dad was a good one!
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The sweetest thing I’ve heard in a long time! 😊
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Thanks for your very lovely comment, Tiffany. I really appreciate it.
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Great outcome 🥰
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Indeed. Thanks Esther.
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Great Karma 💜💜💜
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Yes! Thanks Willow! 🩶🩶
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This is a wonderful memory. Your dad was someone very special.
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Thanks, Sue. He really was!
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A true gentleman, your dad.
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And a romantic as well.
Thanks, TN.
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This country rich and humble song reminds me of hearing my adorable Australian country music artist – Kasey Chambers.
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How nice that you can relate. Thanks, Matt.
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Ah, that’s so sweet!
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Thanks so much, my friend.
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Your dad was definitely a keeper!
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Dad was a really good guy; I miss him. Thanks, Violet.
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A nice story, all the better for being true.
A new band for me – I really liked that 😊
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Two for two today! I’m on a winning streak 😂
This song was new for me, too. It was a little difficult finding a good song for this story; most songs about blankets were for children and the raffle ticket songs were all blues …. good songs IMO but not really appropriate for the husband/wife relationship here. I like this one, too. 😃
Thanks, Clive 😊
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Such a sweet story ❤
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Thanks, Sweets. Glad you like it.
I somehow got bumped from your site. I’ll have to remedy that!
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Oh no! I wonder what happened?
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Who can understand WordPress? They work in mysterious ways!
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This is indeed good karma coming back. 💖😍
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Absolutely right, dear Sadje. Thanks!
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You’re welcome
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Us guys get a bad rap for being non-sensitive, well most of us anyway. Your dad knew how to save the day.
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Dad was far and away the most sensitive soul in our house. I was a close second.
Thanks, Phil.
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Yep, my father was that way. He was a professional violinist that played Jazz and Western swing starting when he was 12. He was also an artist. I guess I got his talent and so did both my sons. It skipped my sister but her daughter got the gene. My father helped many people when they were down on their luck..a sweet soul.
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Yes, we were very fortunate to have such wonderful fathers. My dad was the one who instilled in me a love of music and I’ll always be thankful for that.
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Check out this story about my father, Johnny Strawn.
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That was a great little tale, Phil; storytelling at its best. Thanks for the link.
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Quite an enthralling occurrence. 💖
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Lovely comment; thanks, Lamittan.
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You’re most welcome, Nancy. 🌺
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How special is that Nancy! A beautiful story!
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Thank you, CA! It’s amazing the things we remember and the memories we have.
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Sweet story. True? Sweet song, too. Like a summer’s day.
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It is true but that pic is not Mom’s blanket. Thanks much, Liz.
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