Jolly Jingles

When I was CT’s age my brother and I and the rest of the kids in the neighborhood would hop on our bikes, our pockets loaded with change, all in the hopes of buying as much candy as we could possibly carry home. Our destination…Jolly Jingles.

I loved this place. The little white clap board store was about a mile away. It was always and journey just getting there, and then the fun began. We would spend hours there, looking, deciding and trying to figure out what fabulous candy adventures we could have in our mouths for the next week.

This past week Nana brought all the grandchildren out to lunch, to see Charlotte’s Web (which I highly recommend), and then to an old fashioned candy store. I was transported back in time. Everything I set my eyes on reminded me of when I was six; Tangy Taffy, Lick-A-Made, wax bottles filled with some sweet colored substance, candy cigarettes, candy dots, Charleston Chews, and jaw breakers so big I couldn’t even fit a quarter of it in my mouth.

No one could decide what to walk away with. I wanted to stay and look more and tell them all about my candy tales and then share with them my wisdom of which ones they would or wouldn’t like…because, I know my kid candy.

I guess we will just have to go back. This place may be the one spot where they can get ANYTHING they want.

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