As a teenager, my sister Martha Lou worked at the dime store on the town square, a few blocks from our house.
She was paid, in cash, every Friday night. So on Fridays, after she got off work, she would go to the book section and buy a Golden Book to bring home to me.
I don’t think many of you can probably relate to what a treat that was for me, because back then treats were not such a part of everyday life. They were rare.
I think it’s a testament to how special that Friday night tradition was for me that I remember it after all these years! (Even though, regretfully, I don’t still have the books.)
Thank you “big sis” for a memory I treasure!
And, by the way, when I think about this story, I smell waffles! I do remember that we sometimes had waffles for supper, so I’m guessing that may have been a Friday night tradition too!
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