Spring weather always reminds me of visiting my grandparents, aunt, and cousins when I was young. My parents and some of my 4 siblings spent school vacation time in Warren, Michigan. My memories are abundant! 

I replay one moment in my mind like it was yesterday: visiting The Penny Candy store. It was a huge deal! I know I talked about it with anticipation while we packed, during the long car ride, and when we arrived. My Mom, Auntie Diane (we called her Chiocia, pronounced cha-cha, which is aunt in Polish), and my youngest cousin Mike would make this pilgrimage most visits. 

The 4 of us would hop in our green, brown-paneled station wagon or my aunt’s cool purple AMC Hornet for the ride there. Mike and I would be so excited when my Mom treated us each with a $5 bill! That was a huge amount of money in the ’70s just to spend on candy. It sure beat the 2 quarters we would put in our shoes to bike to our local Five-And-Dime store back home.

There were displays of candy everywhere. Most were, literally, penny candy. You name it, they had it. Bit-O-Honey, tiny boxes of Chiclets, fireballs, Kits (who remembers those?), Double Bubble, Royals, Mary Janes, Zots, B-B Bats, Jujy Fruits, candy necklaces, candy cigarettes, jaw breakers, Black Jack taffy, Space Dust, and Necco Wafers. We needed them to play Communion with during our visit..lol.

We always ended our outing at the ice cream counter in the store. My cousin and I always got the same flavor…Superman! Who cares what it tasted like, we loved the colors! 

We grasped our brown paper bags full of treats and when we got to my grandparent’s house, dumped it on their green carpet in the living room, separating and looking at our choices just like it was Halloween night. 

Our visits were always a blast, but taking a special trip with just me, my Mom, aunt, and cousin was always my favorite part of our Michigan road trip. Was it because there was candy involved? Yes! But more than that, we were making memories, After all, 45-plus years later I can remember that time laughing, feeling so carefree, and just being a kid. My heart still sings!