Butterfingers memories...
Ahh... Butterfingers! Growing up (and still today) I did not like candy with nuts. It didn't matter if that was all there was in the house, as long as it had nuts, I wouldn't touch it. This was a great plus for my parents. They loved any kind of candy and me not liking nuts meant more candy for them. As a child I loved Halloween. Who wouldn't with all the free candy you could score? My brother and I could trick or treat for hours and come home with a big huge bag of candy which we would sit on the floor and sift through. Because I didn't like nuts I took out all the candy my parents told me had nuts in it. Almond Joy, Baby Ruth, Snickers, Butterfingers...(yes, I said Butterfingers!) I was a child and I didn't know any better, If my parents said it had nuts in it, that must be true. I never attempted to taste the candy and prove if my parents were wrong. I just handed over my candy and ate my favorites. Fast-forward quite a few years to when I was 25. I was taking a road trip with my friend and it was right before Halloween. For munchies she had brought along a bag of candy, which consisted of Butterfingers. During the trip I of course got hungry so I asked to see a what she brought. Only Butterfingers were left. My friend told me to take one and my response was "no, it has nuts in it". My friend looked at me weird and said "no, it doesn't". "Yes, it does", I responded. "Who told you that?" said my friend. "My parents" I responded. My friend just bust out laughing and said my parents lied to me. "Read the ingredients and try it she said". I carefully read them and saw she was right. I opened the Butterfingers and low and behold, she was right! Butterfingers were good! When I got home from my trip I asked my parents if they remembered telling me that Butterfingers had nuts in them. They looked at me sheepishly and said "we never told you that" and started laughing. Needless to say, don't always listen to what your parents tell you! Ten years later and my friend and I still have a laugh over this story. ~ Luci from California |
I
remember when I was a lad of ten. I was living in Wisconsin at the time. My
family and I were on a road trip to see Ed Geins farmhouse, when all of a sudden
a deer darted out in front of our car, and the next thing we know our car is out
of commission. My mother was pregnant, and my father didn't want to leave her,
so it was up to me to walk to a gas station for help.