Starting in 2015, MyRetrospect.com was the place for baby boomers to tell their stories. Each week, we posted a prompt and invited boomers to think back and share forward their life stories, memories, thoughts, joys, and sorrows. By publishing stories and comments over the years, we built a thriving community of readers and writers.

In 2025, as new stories dwindled, we closed MyRetrospect.com to new members, new stories, and new comments. The site remains an archive of almost 3,500 contributed stories that comprise the collective mosaic of a generation. We invite you to browse by prompt, search by author or keyword, or let us surprise you with stories selected at random.

Enjoy! And thank you, loyal Retrospect writers and readers, for your support and for your stories.

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Today's Stories from the Retrospect Archive

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Yin and Yang
Freshman year spring term.  As Dickens opened A Tale of Two Cities, the best of times and the worst of times.  The best [...]
Suitcases without wheels
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Why did it take so long for someone to come up with the idea of putting wheels on suitcases? I can remember so many trips, [...]
Walking a Mile in Her Walker
“You can’t understand someone until you’ve walked a mile in their shoes.” — American saying, author unknown Part of aging is [...]
Val-de-ree, Val-de-ra
I’m sure you would not guess it, if you guessed a long, long while, so I’ll take it out and put it on—it’s a great big [...]
Me, I’ve Lived in Dreams
Dreams may not be real, but sometimes they can help get us through heartache. And sometimes they can even come true.
What Are You Going to Be?
As kids, we started thinking about the next Halloween on November first. Over the next several months, ideas were floated, [...]
The Haircut That Ended It All
I immediately got my hair colored and cut...
Art Lessons
Only now does the sheer phallic audacity of that picture make me chuckle.
Remembering
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I still remember my first day in college. My dad came to drop me at bus stop and as soon as we saw our bus with the [...]
Swearing Sid
My father earned his nickname, Swearing Sid.

Writer’s Choice

Inspiration for this prompt was to see the list of past prompts, then think back and share forward your Writer’s Choice story!

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