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Cotton Candy

Randall bought me a bag at the fair last night. When the toothless Carney handed it to me I immediately thought of Jerry Clower. "Why the heck...", you ask? Well, when I was a little girl I went with my Meemaw & Peepaw to see Jerry Clower in West Tennessee, at a large fairground(not sure where we were). All the way there my Peepaw promised me cotton candy. Me, being the cute little fat kid, I was gitty with excitement in the backseat.
My Peepaw was most excited about seeing Jerry Clower and had looked forward to it for a very long time. He missed half the show walking around on his ailing legs trying to find me cotton candy. I remember my Meemaw being so put out with me because I had made Peeps miss the first half of the show because of my sugar addiction. (I loved that lady!)
Long story short, there was no cotton candy in the place, so I got ice cream. Peepaw got to see the second half and that made him happy. His baby girl got sugar and he got a laugh...happiness.
Last night I could not eat much of all that sugar so I ended up giving it to a young family I knew. Their kids had the same smile I had in the backseat on the way to see Jerry Clower! I loved it.

P.S. I appreciate my sister's post about our Pawpaw. It is hard to believe he has been gone for 25 years. He was so young when he died. I knew very little of him. He died 4 days after my 5th birthday. He had my Mawmaw buy me a Prayer Bear in the St. Edward gift shop for my birthday. She left the hospital and brought it to my party, along with a set of Strawberry Shortcake sheets that I still use, from time to time. Anyway, that bear was and is my most cherished childhood toy. I am so glad I have his genes. He was a strong, dedicated, God-fearing and well-liked man. I can't wait to know him better in heaven.


Abby

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