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A river of white chocolate runs through

The factory of ice cream popsicles ..

I saw it on a video 😃

I remember being 5 or so and my mother's mother took us to a chocolate store where they made chocolate candies.. the lady gave us a sample..

To this day when i have certain chocolates i remember that store and that place

My mother's mother was married to the local pastor and they had many friends..

I remember eating ice cream on the back deck and watermelon.. to this day if i have a regular cone i remember that..

Once my mother's mother locked us all in the basement.. it was a one time thing as far as i know.. i thought they just didn't want us disturbing them and their friends..

But lately i started wondering if they were hiding us from our father and if he was looking for us that day

Our mother had left our father and went to her parents house and they took us in and put her in a mental ward..

I remember one day she and another guy from there took us to the park.. and i swang on the swings.. i loved the swings as a kid..

Im not close to my mother's family.. my dad took us all away and moved us down south..

By the time we got here they were broke and homeless and a christian org took us in and gave us a house to rent (below market value).. they gave my dad a job as a janitor and a security guard and.. then he started his own tree company..

We stayed in the house for six years till the landlord got angry that my dad was collecting things on the adjourning property (a house next door that was vacant and used for storage and my dad set two sinks there that sone guy had gave him) anyway some other lady complained so.. 🤐

We moved out of town.. because of the storms my dad found work in another town cutting down fallen trees and he liked it out here.. it was a small town and everything was cheap and peaceful .. unlike the large city we were leaving that was full of crime and robbery and other things..

I missed the city.. the had big libraries and beaches and bus lines and malls and .. here in the country there was nothing but woods and rednecks but jacked up cars and..

But we got a dog.. or rather she found us.. roaming around the woods.. i guess someone had dropped her off there at the time we arrived and everyone just assumed it was just ours all along.. we just started feeding her and she stuck around.. she was a chow and i named her stormy ..

We had always wanted a dog in the city but our father would never allow it..

I'll write more latter.. 😐
Ambroseguy80 · 56-60, M
Nice! Lots of memories here…

 
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