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Nostalgic Tidbit: It is funny how some of our likes and dislikes from an early age follow us throughout life. I have never tired of the taste of bread. In the 50’s, I only remember us having white bread all the time. Wheat and rye bread existed, I think, but for our family it was white bread all the way. Think of all the bread choices we have nowadays…” It is now a bread lover’s paradise just when I shouldn’t eat so much of it”!
Chapter 17
My Epitaph
When I say I was a bread lover from the first taste, I
don’t mean that I was someone who really liked
bread…I loved it! I still do this very day. While
growing up in the 50’s, Mom and Dad would always
go grocery shopping on Saturday afternoons at the
Margaret Ann store in Winter Haven
later bought out by Winn Dixie. Anyway, they would
always buy a loaf or two of bread to last the week for
sandwiches, etc. Under normal circumstances, that
amount might be sufficient for three growing boys
BUT, one of them (Me)…felt he could live on bread
alone.
We came up short on the bread supply well before the
week was over many times. I honestly could sit and eat
an entire loaf of bread along with a cola and be as
happy as possible. What can I say, I was a simple
child. Even today, my wife accuses me of that
sometimes! I even got creative and made mayonnaise
sandwiches, mustard sandwiches, ketchup sandwiches,
and my favorite of all, to this day…banana and
peanut butter sandwiches. Through the years, even as
an adult, I have continued to enjoy bread of every kind,
from the tasteless hotdog buns to gourmet breads
freshly baked. I can always make a meal to enjoy with
bread alone.
Even at that early age, I established an identity as an
unusual bread lover.
That identity follows me still. I have often told friends
that if I was on death row or on my death bed and had
one last request for food…guess what it would be?
I have teased my wife that whenever I depart this
world, I want my epitaph to read: “He tried to live
on bread alone”.
Somehow, I doubt she will honor that request!
Time for me to stop writing…hot bread is coming out
of the oven.
Departing Challenge
There are so many other thoughts and stories I could
share with you but I will wait to do so in future
writings. As you have followed me down some early
memories of my life, it is my hope that you have been
stimulated to capture and make note of some of your
own reflections of the past. I encourage you to write
them down and then determine a format in which you
wish to memorialize to your family and friends. You
will be glad you did! I know your loved ones will
appreciate it beyond what any words can express.
We all have a legacy to leave…We all have a choice
as to how we will be remembered!
How do you choose
to be
remembered?
