Penny Candy
Racial residue from WWII and a sibling's reputation made buying penny candy in the 1950s a bit more troubling than it needed to be.
I earned a shiny quarter Redeeming a wagonload of bottles. After a brief moment to admire Its sheen and the perfect way It fit inside my sweating palm I turned from the lady at the counter And walked straight to where Penny candy was arrayed on shelves. Purple gumballs and jawbreakers That bulged cheeks and changed colors Bazooka Joe gum wrapped in comics Ropes of red licorice and candy necklaces Tubes of Neccos and Smarties Squares of buttery smooth caramel And pretend cigarettes with a camel on the box My very favorites were Tootsie Pops My shiny quarter could buy one of each. Too much to carry home without a sack But I lined them up on my arm instead And gave my quarter back to the lady. That day I learned a sack was important As I walked through the store. A stern pair of very tall men Stopped me at the door. One was the clerk in hardware The other a frightening Japanese man I'd never seen there before. The corners of his mouth edged Upward into a smirk when he asked Where did you get all that candy? Was he a cop? Would I go to jail? Or worse? I'd heard all the stories my parents told. I led them both to the lady at the counter She vouched for me and Shook out a tiny paper bag Barely big enough to hold my haul All the way home I wondered if my sister Had been there, joining her friends Sneaking penny candy from the store.
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All my books, Paradise Ridge, When the Horses Come and Go, and Ghost in the Forest are currently available on Kindle.
Ghost in the Forest, is also available in paperback for ten bucks. Paradise Ridge is out-of-print, but the Kindle version is re-edited and better quality. Hard copies of “When the Horses Come and Go” are gone unless that dusty box in the corner still has some.
Book Review of Ghost in the Forest:
"Ghost in The Forest" is a great read! Take note People. If you love stories about environmentalism and nature, its clash with urban mindsets, as well as personal transformation, this is the book for you!
"Ghost in The Forest" is a quick 126-page read. It's the story of Dori, a woman trapped in a mix of grief over parental loss and refusing to accept how her hometown and her friends have changed over the years. Because of this, Dori has become a recluse and a self-imposed misanthrope who finds more comfort amongst the hiking trails around her hometown of Morristown than in her dealings with the raw reality of other humans.
The book, in some ways, resembled Edward Abbey’s “Desert Solitaire” in that the story follows a protagonist's love of nature and angst about humans encroaching on it. In this case, it’s how Morristown is transforming into a mountain biking destination where cyclists run rampant on trails and nature.
However, a tragedy involving said mountain biking becomes a major pivot point for Dori, leading to a series of events that eventually bring about personal evolution and discovery.
If you're a nature lover, this book is a must-read. It beautifully portrays the clash between environmentalism and urban mindsets and the journey of personal transformation. The book's vivid descriptions of nature and the protagonist's love for it will surely intrigue you.
Paradise Ridge Review by western author D. B. Jackson:
If you draw circle roughly around an area that includes northern Nevada, southern Oregon, and southern Idaho, within that circle exists a culture and people who live a lifestyle largely untouched by modern values. These are the "buckaroos" and Basque characters author Sue Cauhape brings to life in her literary novel, "Paradise Ridge".
Leandro, the illegitimate seventh son of patriarch Xavier Arriaga and his mistress, Gisela, is at the center of this intriguing story that travels exceedingly successfully at both the personal level of the characters, as well as the compelling level where the story is told.
Cauhape writes in a literary style that reminds me of Annie Poulx. Paradise Ridge, on the surface, appears to be an upscale Western novel...once inside the pages, you will soon discover a potential classic waiting to be discovered.
I rated this book a 5...because that's all the stars there were.
Oh for heaven's sake, Sue. What nostalgia. Huge wads of pink Bazooka Bubble Gum; Neccos, whose flavor was cool and mysterious; jaw breakers that we nearly choked on they were so big; red licorice vines that threatened to pull out our teeth. The penny candy industry could have been subsidized by the American Dental Association. You know, to ensure continued business?
You could buy most candy bars for a nickel, but a Mr. Goodbar, with peanuts, was only 3 cents. And don't forget those candy dots on white paper.