Lemonheads memories...
When I was at least 7 my grandfather
would pick me up from school and take me to the candy store to buy my all time
favorite candy lemonheads. One day I came home with 4 more boxes, so I placed them on the table so I could go outside and play with my puppy, and when I came back my boxes where gone I asked my mom and she said my brothers ate them I started to cry and I got so mad. My birthday was the next week after that so I had a party and everyone was there when it was time to open my gifts my brothers gave me a pretty pink box with a red bow when I opened it, it was a big box of lemonheads they said they where sorry for eating them so they brought me a bigger box so it can last me. I still remember that day like it was yesterday, until this very day I still go to the candy store I use to go when I was little to buy my lemonheads because they bring so much memories those where the good times. ~ Christina from Illinois I remember when I was in third grade and walked to school. On the way there there was a little store and would stop there on the way out to buy 3 cent candy... it was always a little box of lemonheads because I loved to eat them one by one as I shook the box with the remaining ones imagining that they gave me some sort of energy! They were my energy lemons I recall. Now, every-so-often I buy a box of lemonheads and reminisce. ~ Eli from Nevada Until I was 10 we lived in a big city, I had lots of friends, and every summer we shopped from the JC Penney and Sears catalog for our new school clothes. In 1972 my parents bought a farm and we moved to the country.. in a very small community. We moved in May, so I had very little time to make new friends before summer vacation, and living 10 miles from town, an even smaller chance of making them during summer vacation. No more shopping from catalogs, most of our clothes now came from second-hand stores. My parents were doing everything they could to make the farm successful. My income came from babysitting, and it was pretty small. I have always had a sweet-tooth, so every Friday when Mom went shopping, I would tag along with just a few dollars in hand. I could always afford the Lemonheads, and thank goodness because I loved them. I would come home from the store, get my chores done and sneak off to my sanctuary, the barn, with my treats. I would lay up in the hay and watch all the pigeons, and listen to the barn swallows. Usually a few of the 20 or so cats we had would join me. I would read the afternoon away. It was so peaceful, and what I thought was going to be a very rough and lonely summer actually passed by pretty quickly. I adapted just fine the next school year, made lots of friends. But every summer I still spent my time in the barn, reading, enjoying the solitude, and always with Lemonheads in hand. Today I always have a bag of them in my nightstand. They still represent a peaceful memory for me. ~ Sally from Iowa |
