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Peanut Butter Bar memories...
As a small child, my grandfather would take me to ride the little
train in Cleveland Park, located in Spartanburg, SC. As my grandfather
bought the tickets for the train ride, he would also buy a pocketful
of Peanut Butter Bars from the concession stand, which we would eat
during this train ride.
This was our special time
together and we only ate this candy while riding the train. My
grandfather died when I was five or six, but what a lasting, fond
memory!! Recently, I took my own children to ride the same
(refurbished) train, remembered the "good 'ole days" and dearly wished
for some Peanut Butter bars to share with them. I can't see a small
train in any location now that I don't remember my grandfather, that
little train AND Peanut butter bars. Thanks for the walk down memory
lane. ~ Libby from Virginia
I remember going to an old
service station with my mother when I was about four or five, and I
can still see the peanut butter bars along with other candies inside
the glass candy case. The nice man behind the counter always reached
in and gave me a peanut butter bar. I recall they were wrapped in a
kind of waxed paper then, and the candy just melted in my mouth. It
was such a nice gesture, that 45 years later I think of this special
treat every time I see the familiar brown stripes! ~ Vanessa from
Pennsylvania
Peanut Butter
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