In order to curb midday cravings, I’ve turned to chewing gum.
A couple of days ago I browsed the candy aisle at a store and noticed something I haven’t tried in a long time — Wrigley’s!
I just had to buy it! So today I popped a stick in my mouth and I was awash with memories — instant flashbacks to my great-grandfather — “Pop”. He always had this gum in his house and every time I went to visit, he’d always offer me a piece of spearmint or Juicy Fruit.
The wave of mint taste engulfed my mouth and I sighed in contentment and closed my eyes to think about Pop.
Childhood memories like that are always pleasant.
And don’t forget Chicklets!! My dad always carried a pack around with him every day, and relished getting boxes (cases even!) from me at Christmas almost every year. Of course he got the usual tie or some othered favored stuff.
Chicklets = My Dad