| 5 boxes stack up for my siblings and me |
Well here's the story I was looking for in the words of my grandmother: "When we first moved to Buffalo, I was about 7 [1939]. My mother went looking for some good candy, after all, she had worked in a wonderful candy store previously in PA fixing all the window displays. She was very loved by the owner [of that candy store] and every night he gave her a small white bag with some special treats for my brother and I. So we were very spoiled and used to the best!"
"After searching Buffalo, we found Wahl's and the tradition started. We rarely purchased their candy except for Easter and Christmas because it was too expensive and right after the war years when money was still very scarce. It was only about 2 miles from our home so you can imagine how we wished to go more often."
"I do remember one Easter when I was about ten, we went to the store on Holy Thursday and purchased 4 brown paper bags full, which cost almost 30 dollars (a ton of money at the time). My mother would take that candy and make the most beautiful Easter bakets you ever saw! We were the envy of all our friends! When Pop-pop and I married, we moved to the other side of the city, but would take trips to Wahl's and bring candies to my Mother. After she passed, your Aunt Lynda would go pick up candy with her boys and sit by Mother's grave, eat the orange chocolate and sponge candy in the grass, and say some prayers."
"End of story- we are still loving it!"
Happy Easter!
| This is a photo of my grandmother (center) and her parents circa late 1940s/early 1950s. |