For Daddy...
Eggo Waffles (I could not walk down the freezer breakfast aisle in the grocery store for a very long time without tearing up at the sight of the round things)
Corn Curls (I was snacking on these today and thought of how much Daddy loved this snack)
Boost: Every damn time I see an ad for these awful drinks I cry.
Cookies: That blue Sesame Street character couldn't hold a candle to him. In the last year of his life I couldn't make or buy enough cookies to make him happy.
Mexican and Chinese Food: He loved all things Mexican and OMG how he loved Sweet and Sour Chicken.
OK but food isn't the only thing that makes me think of my daddy.
Being stuck at an intersection when someone is turning left...I can always hear his voice calling those people "Left hand turn artists."
Driving up 5th St hill.. again his voice..."Comin' up the hill with this ole will."
For Mommy...
Celtic Music... I will never ever ever listen to Place in the Choir or Rattlin' Bog without cryin'. I just can't.
Lead Me, Guide Me: My mama and daddy's favorite hymn. Again...can't listen to it without crying.
Mary, Mother Of The Church. I have such mixed feelings about our church...I find myself crying every time I walk in the building. My mama worked so hard when she could for that parish..and they forgot about her when she was sick...just as our priest at the time, failed my dad. Still when I see the church, I can feel their great love for God there and I can remember all the good times that were associated with the work they did.
Nut roll: The holidays aren't the same without them.
You'll Never Walk Alone: Someone was singing that song on Ed Sullivan this morning on Decades..and I could almost hear mommy singing it (badly)
Longwood Gardens and Phipps Conservatory: These are places I'll always associate with mommy. She loved going there so much...the same with Lancaster and Erie..
Presque Isle: When I was a baby, they stuck a spoon in a tree there, when changing my diaper...it was still there the last time we checked!
Grandma
Wheat Pennies!! My gran was a coin collector! Oh and 2 dollar bills!
The Laundry...Honestly when we did the laundry together on her old ringer washer, I didn't hate it. I enjoyed the time we had together.
Christmas Eve...I will never forget dinner at her house and looking out the living room window for Santa with my nieces. Even when that dinner moved to my parents house and then mine..her traditions followed.
As John Lennon wrote..
All these places had their moments
With lovers and friends, I still can recall
Some are dead, and some are living
In my life, I've loved them
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