Do you have a favorite "candy you ate as a kid"
story? Share it here.
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