Friday Fictioneers: The Last Porch


Photo credit: Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

The Last Porch
By Tracey Delaplain
It wasn’t just a locked porch that separated her from the big house. It was her locked memories. “I can sing a show tune,” she muttered to her attendant. Never alone. Yet, always alone.

“Well Hello Dolly, It’s so nice to be to be, hmhmhm.” Today was a good day. She remembered when she had lived in the big house. They said that singing would bring back the memories she’d misplaced, so she had sung, “Somewhere over the the the hmhmhm”, the words eluding her.

Had she been the only resident humming the words? Perhaps, but why was the punishment so harsh? She’d been banished to the little house where they no longer helped her sing.


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Friday Fictioneers challenges writers to create fiction with a beginning, middle and an end using only 100 words. My inspiration came from watching my dear Mother and my Mother-in-law decline until their memories were locked and all but a few loved ones gave up on them.

Sing as if no one is listening. It’s good for your brain.

I read an interesting research study that documented an increase in cognitive function and brain activity in dementia patients who sang show tunes for therapy. (Presented at The Society of Neuroscience meeting, San Diego, 2013)

Why show tunes? I think it is because we all recognize a few popular show tunes and can recite at least a few lines. I’m sure when you read my flash fiction that you recognized the tunes and could finish the verses. Popular, catchy songs are stored in our long term memory and long term memory is initially protected in dementia and Alzheimer’s disease. It makes sense that singing would be a low frustration activity but it also stimulates cognition. We should never give up on dementia patients because group activities and sing alongs improve mood, social interaction and happiness.

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32 responses to “Friday Fictioneers: The Last Porch

  1. I sang it in my head as I was reading. 🙂

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  2. Michael B. Fishman

    The last sentence made me feel so sad. Not just for, or because of, the character, but because it’s sadly so true of life. If we’re just a little bit different, just a little off the ‘norm’ and we’re banished where no one helps us sing. Let’s never give up on anyone…

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  3. Great first two lines, Tracey. Poignant story so incisively captured.

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  4. Uh, oh. I never could remember words to songs. I can get the tune and sing a lot of la la las, but the words are not there. Bad sign. La, la, la.

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  5. Sad story, sensitively told with some interesting facts. I enjoyed the read.

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  6. This was really nicely written – I’m presuming age related dementia is the narrator’s condition, and the confusion as to why she has been banished, which she views as punishment… great stuff.

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  7. Such a bittersweet story and a fascinating look into a person’s life.

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  8. Well written, but very sad. I get the feeling they’ve just shoved the poor woman out of the way.

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  9. That’s what it sounds like me too (Draliman). Shoved out of the way. I can feel her anguish and struggle to overcome her illness. Sad yet so true to life.

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  10. That was very effectively done. That was a chilling phrase “alone but never alone”. Well done.


  11. This is a lovely, poignant story. You’ve presented the old woman’s illness and snatches of memories so well. Music works (so I’m told) in the therapy of many mental afflictions. She feels her ‘banishment’ so acutely. So sad. 🙂


  12. This was heartbreaking. Which is good if its a story, bad if its your life or that of someone you love.


  13. Dear Tracey,

    I had the feeling that big house and little house were metaphors. I’m sure that somewhere over her rainbow bluebirds fly. Well done.




  14. The locked memories are the root cause of her misery and loneliness. Wish age related problems ceased to exist.


  15. Intriguing idea. I want to take the challenge, but . . . Don’t know if I have anything to say. You, however, are very clever.

    Date: Fri, 13 Feb 2015 17:06:08 +0000 To:


  16. Very touching. Our family has fortunately been free of dementia until recently. My aunt is now a victim, and it’s a big shock to witness the loss of connections and personality. Your story shows the sadness beautifully.

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