20 May 2016

Published May 18, 2016 by rochellewisoff

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Genre: Historical Fiction

Word Count: 100


            Slouching on the bench, sixteen-year-old Ed clutched a train ticket, his dreams of being a Great War hero dashed. He hadn’t realized the draft board doctor would require a birth certificate.

            “Where ya headed, kid?” asked the stubble-cheeked man next to him.

            “Port Chester, New York.”

            “Never heard of it. What’s there?”

            “Home.” Ed traced a floor tile with his toe. “Dad’s gonna beat the hell out of me for running off. He says I’ll never amount to anything.”


            Hours later, tears lined Peter Sullivan’s face as he joyfully welcomed his son, the future television show host, with open arms.






96 comments on “20 May 2016

    • Dear CE,

      My husband doesn’t like to play Trivial Pursuit with me. 😉 I don’t know why. The information highway is a great place if you stop to read a few road signs along the way. Thank you for your sweet comment, kind sir.



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  • And where do you put all this stuff you know. I’m always amazed by the little details that make up your story each week. Impeccable research, I know. Did he finally make it into service? Well done, Rochelle. As ever.

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    • Dear Sandra,

      This story actually was birthed in a conversation with a dear friend I speak to on an almost daily basis. We both love finding these bits of trivia. I’m not sure how we got on the subject of Ed Sullivan but she mentioned that she’d read he had an interesting past. That sent me digging which led me to a book someone wrote about his life. I haven’t read the whole book–yet–so far just from a sample online copy. When I chose the photo I knew the next step. 😉 I hope that diatribe made some sense. So I’ll just stop here and say thank you. Good to see you back this week. 😉



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    • Dear Suzanne,

      I cut my teeth in front of Ed Sullivan. From black and white to color TV, every Sunday night my parents would watch. I suspect they listened to him on radio, too, but that was before my time. 😉 It was through him, I ‘met’ Marcel Marceau, Topo Gigio, Richard Pryor, Woody Allen, Godfrey Cambridge, George Kirby and host of others, including The Beatles. I’m glad you enjoyed my story and took the time to say so. Thank you.



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    • Dear Björn,

      The fact of the matter is that even after that tearful reunion, father and son remained estranged until Peter’s death in 1949. Thank you for your comments. I missed you last week.




  • Love this story. And, yes, there is a reason I don’t play Trivia with you. Would you play a game you could never win? Lol. Too many tidbits filed in that filing cabinet on your shoulders. I still remember the night he introduced the Beatles. Great story.

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  • Rochelle, Rochelle, Rochelle! Once again you’ve taught us a fun bit of history. So very happy Ed’s father was just happy to have him back… How often I’ve thought “Mom’s gonna kill me!” 🙂

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  • Oh, very well-done, Rochelle! That iconic show (which I did not grow up watching) but saw in clips when I watched videos of The Beatles – how well you segued into that towards the end!
    Your storytelling and research skills are impeccable.

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  • Rochelle,
    I’m going to come back with a bump and say I don’t think this is your best story. I feels a tiny bit over-explained, particularly “future tv host”, but also the dreams of being a war hero.
    Usually you leave us to connect the dots a little more, and personally I prefer that.
    However, I say this in the context of comparing to your usual very high standards. I liked how you surprised us with the father’s reaction, and drew me into Eds mind so quickly.


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    • Dear Jen,

      Admittedly, I’m tied up meeting a July deadline for my next novel, so this one might pale next to some of my other flashes.
      I don’t quite agree with the dreams of being a war hero since not many, including myself, would’ve connected that to Ed Sullivan. In my defense, while I might have told too much about ‘future tv host’…I was thinking that perhaps there were many among us who wouldn’t know who he was. Although, you make a good point.
      Thank you for the bump and comment.




  • The only thing I know about Ed Sullivan is the bit about The Beatles on his show. Apart from that, for me he was just a name. Now he is more, a person with a past, thanks to your story. Another interesting piece of history writing.

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  • Oh I love this! I remember sitting in front of our big console tv (in blonde wood) watching the Ed Sullivan show with my mom and dad — and seeing Elvis and the Beatles for the first time.
    Wonderful to connect with this bit of history! 🙂


  • Lovely piece. Things could have been so different if he’d been a year older at the time. Even over here I’ve vaguely heard of Ed Sullivan so he must have become quite famous.

    I liked Ed’s perception of his homecoming being so different to the reality.

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    • Dear Ali,

      Ed Sullivan was a household name in the States between the late 1940’s and early 70’s. He ushered in the “British Invasion” starting with the Beatles. I believe Gerry and the Pacemakers, Dave Clark Five and the Rolling Stones all graced his stage.

      Thank your for reading and leaving nice comments.



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  • Dear Dalette,

    You may remember me from playing Topo Gigio on Ed’s show. I was just an aspiring mouse at the time, hoping to make it big like that guy in Hollywood named Mickey. I had dreams of having a theme park named after me, but somehow things just didn’t pan out.

    Ed was a short little sucker (not that you would know anything about being vertically challenged) so he would have been pretty good at sneaking behind enemy lines. I guess the army’s loss was the entertainment world’s gain.

    Thanks for the memories,

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    • Dear Fran,

      In my world just about everyone over the age of 10 is tall. I adored the mouse. Ed might’ve been short but he cast a tall shadow across the world. Little known remembrance…he brought one of my favorites over to the States–a 13 year old Israeli violinist named Itzhak Perlman.Perhaps you’ve heard of him.

      Hey Franeeee. Kissammeee Goo-Night.



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    • Dear Clare,

      Also interesting that, according to the bio I read, that was the only time that Ed and his father weren’t at odds. They were at estranged at the time of Peter’s death in 1949.

      Thank you for reading and commenting.




  • I love how this turned into Ed Sullivan’s personal story. I didn’t see that coming! And he got to introduce and meet the Beatles!! You need to add this story to your Beatles collection. Great one, Rochelle!

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    • Dear David,

      I always enjoy your visits, particularly when they’re coupled with such nice comments. I wonder what some of my history teachers would say today. I was a terrible history student. Perhaps if they’d told me then to write historical fiction I’d do better.

      Life has a way of filling, doesn’t it? So much for leisure time when I retire. 😉 My next story is prefaced with a message. I’ve been served a deadline for my next novel of July. Exciting and nerve-ridden. I won’t say stressful because I passionately love what I’m doing

      I am throwing it out to FF’rs, if they so desire in the next couple of months to choose a story of their own, 2 years or older they’d like to repeat. Then, I’ll follow suit with the prompt and my own rerun. This is the best way I can think of for me to take a ‘break’ as I’m just not ready to hand it over to someone else. (I hope that made sense.) If you have a story/prompt you’d like to rerun contact me at runtshell@gmail.com.




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