When we first moved to Burlington
it was still a very small town and our neighbourhood was very small. The grocery store was far enough away that we
had to drive there for Mom to do groceries and while we were young we were
definitely not allowed to walk there.
But in those days we had a milk man come daily to drop off milk and the
bread man was in our neighbourhood every other day. With bread and milk delivered it was no problem
to feed the family without having to run to a store. Dad of course worked in the meat industry so
he brought home meat from their “market” on Friday nights.
The closest thing we had to a
store was the gas station a couple of blocks away and Dad would send us down
there to pick up a pack of cigarettes (for 35 cents back in the day). They also sold pop and candy, the owner being
wise enough to make up 5 cent bags of “grab candy” which was loose candy like
caramels, mojos, gummy bears and bubble gum.
Sometimes Dad would give us a little extra money with the cigarette
money and we would be allowed to “keep the change” and buy ourselves a
treat.

Summer was safe in those good old
days. And lots of fun.
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