In a previous note to you I mentioned we never went on vacation and I was fortunate enough to go camping with Jeannie, but I forgot to mention a trip I took with the Pondrom’s to Silver Dollar City. I’m guessing it was the summer of 1970 or 1971. We all piled into a bus—a school bus that was converted into a homemade RV—the Pondrom family with four kids and myself, the Behlmann’s with three kids, and the Hassenbiller’s with at least one or two kids.
The bus broke down. I don’t know the details of how we got started again but we made it to our destination. We stayed in these cabins that had a pool. The day we went to Silver Dollar City was a treat—seeing how people did things back in the olden days—making taffy, basket weaving, shoeing horses, dipping wax to make your own candle. I was pretty sure I still had that candle. I went through my sentimental box and there she was. Can’t believe that candle is nearly 40 years old and it somehow managed to stay in tact and travel with me through my many moves.
I’m sure adding another kid into the mix wasn’t up Mrs. Pondrom’s alley but Susan got her way—and I’m glad she did.
Decided to display the candle so it now sits on a shelf in the living room.
