larry@stinescorner
Well-known Member
Driving by the big industrial buildings I had a flashback memory to share,
at this old farm,,was a nice fruit orchard,we all used to stop there,my mom and dad did later on,then I used to stop with my mom after my dad passed away
the orchard is no longer there,big industrial buildings everywhere
this memory popped in my mind,I would like to share it, My mom got diagnosed with M,S. in her fiftys.So the two people at the orchard saw her from a tough woman that started out with a cane,then couldnt walk at all when I used to stop with her.Towards the end I used to stop with her every fall weekend,get a basket of apples,She had moved to a handicapped apartment in nj by then,where she had a electric ride on scooter.She spent all week riding in her scooter to each room passing out the apples. One morning we headed to pa,I get the apples,,the man and woman say to me ,your mom is still baking pies for you all? I explained how she passes out the apples each week.The man grabbed the basket out of my hands,,,gave me my money back,,,and said,,I want you to drive across the street,we are done picking over there,,there are plenty of apples left,and lots of beautiful ones that dropped(this is before the law that you cant pick them off the ground)He hande me a bunch of baskets ,said bring them back empty nexy week,and fill them again.I said ,Moms not gonna take them for free,. Now,,I still remember like it was yesterday,,that man,,and his wife,,who was older now and used a cane,,,walking down to see my mom,and telling her to ride over to the orchard and help herself.My mom gave apples away,until the orchard was sold a few years later.