my #NonCon story, part 6 (about licorice)

I grew up in a small town.

Small town, not like you’re probably thinking about.

Small town, as in no stop lights, no cable STILL, no bank, school or post office anymore. No gas station.


Yes, this was a very common sight, and that was Nathaniel running

But growing up in the small town in the 70′s there were all of the above businesses, as well as a general store. Owned and run by my great Uncle John and Aunt Lois.

My memories of the store are small and I realize it’s because my vision was short. I only saw my world around me.

Three were  long glass counters my mom went to, full of candy and countless other goodies. Behind us were farming utilities, but that was boring to a little girl. There were good smells and familiar sights, things from the homes of my mom, grandma and aunt.

My favorite part of any visit to see Uncle John was that he’d reach behind the counter and get two pieces of red licorices and gives them to me. One for now. One for later.

Every time I went in that store I could count on that licorice and the smile from Uncle John.

My birthday cards from Uncle John and Aunt Lois would always come and licorice would fall out.

They are the gone now.

But they left behind lot of memories and my passion for Twizzlers.

At the NonCon Hershey’s sponsored our costume party. There were superheros everywhere and candy galore.

There were boxes of chocolate bars, Reeces Cups, Kit Kats, Bliss, Kisses, Cadbury Halloween Eggs and then the Holy Grail of all candy


by Liz from Six Year Itch

Look at all that candy. Imagine one person eating ALL of it. Then exploding. Instead of intestines it was glitter and sunshine that came out!  The party was that good.

There were too many funny moments to share, too many things I’d like to describe but know I can’t in a way that would do them justice.

I will say this.

All that candy and those douchbandits couldn’t save me any licorice!

Uncle John would not approve.

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6 Responses to my #NonCon story, part 6 (about licorice)

  1. The Animated Woman October 25, 2012 at 2:27 PM #

    HAHAHA! Sorry to laugh at your misfortune there Anissa, but the ending of the story killed me. I ate my Twizzlers yesterday, one after the other while sitting at my desk hypnotized by the NonCon Facebook page. I had to eat them fast so I wouldn’t have to share them. They were yummy and yes I spoiled my appetite.


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  2. IzzyMom October 25, 2012 at 12:55 AM #

    Also, you may find this odd (or not) but I envy your small town experience. I was a child of the suburban master-planned community and while it was nice in a bland, cookie cutter sort of way, I’ve always wanted to live in a small town. Of course, mine would have cable :)

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  3. IzzyMom October 25, 2012 at 12:50 AM #

    Would you believe we have already eaten everything I brought home? Halloween came early! Hershey’s for the win!

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  4. Mod Mom Beyond IndieDom October 24, 2012 at 11:36 PM #

    Died and went to heaven. Pumpkin Reese’s, Kit Kats, Cadbury eggs…Lordy Mama it was a diabetic coma of joy…a veritable Willy Wonka-thon. Loved it!

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  5. Laurie October 24, 2012 at 10:46 PM #

    I am going to die of sugar inhalation from all of these Twizzlers.

    Thank you for the Twizzlers. I love them. I loved this whole event. The candy was a lovely metaphor for the sweetness. xoxoxoxoxo.

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