on me, my family and my City

Me, my siblings and their grown children all used to live with my parents at one time or another, back in the 50`s and 60`s. Mom outlasted Father, but she passed away 13 years ago.

These days this part of my family communicates by email, spread all over British Columbia. From time to time we pick a topic about the old days and compare stories. Remember these would be really, really old stories…………over half a century ago!

Todays subject was our mother and her addiction to chocolate…..which we all seem to have genetically retained….

Well, turns out that we all used to sneak into her bedroom and pinch a chocolate or two without mom knowing, some being so bright as to filch from the lower of the two layers of the box….turns out we all did..

She never said anything about her dwindling chocolate stash……We are wondering if she ever clued into how quickly the chocolates in her “secret” stash disappeared…………..

I wonder if that is why my Dad held two jobs until we all left home?  Way to go Carole, Leslie, Kathy, Debbie and Marie…and of course myself…

Sorry Mom.