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life 1 min read 247 views Dec 22, 2025

Ode to Our Neighborhood ‘Candy Lady’

Mrs. Lawrence was our neighborhood Candy Lady

Her business was just four houses north of ours

Allowance, report card, and birthday money didn’t last long in our jars!

We’d spend most of our pay and life savings

On penny candy and afternoon cravings

I had the neighborhood Paper Route

Hundreds of dollars and dozens of dental fillings without any doubt 

Mrs. Lawrence was the reason

Summer, Spring, Fall, and Winter and every season

Everybody went to Mrs. Lawrence’s home

She even sold Ice Cream by the cone!

With a discount and word of mouth on my Paper Route, I'd advertise the going rate

Of her 'Limited Time Only' Elephant Ears for just $1 per plate!

Fried dough just like the kind they sold at the Fair

A dozen kids, each patiently sitting on the stairs if Mrs. Lawrence’s porch 

Listening to the radio after playing a game of H.O.R.S.E.

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