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My younger brother Andy loved marbles as a kid, growing up in the 1970’s. I don’t remember how he played with them, but I do know he enjoyed collecting them in different sizes and colors. At the time, our father sold and serviced coin-operated jukeboxes, games, and vending machines. One day, he gave Andy an old pin ball, larger than the average marble but still as smooth and the same shape. It was Andy’s favorite, and he called it a steely. Now, he’s lost all his marbles, but his family and teaching job keep him occupied.
Thanks to Girlie on the Edge for inspiring this post with her six-sentence story prompt for this week. The idea is to write a story or poem of no more and no less than six sentences, using the prompt word “marble,” at least once. If you’d like to participate in Girlie on the…
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