tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post1413273498166284245..comments2024-02-27T10:53:28.877-06:00Comments on Imprisoned in my Bones: Cortlands, Gingersnaps and DadAnne Benderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04795710781396825094noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-52668104252229361082009-10-03T08:17:21.735-05:002009-10-03T08:17:21.735-05:00Such precious memories. As I watch my dad's he...Such precious memories. As I watch my dad's health fail... and as I vaguely remember my mom (who died when I was 6), I think of two of their favorite foods: Dad's marshmallow peeps, and Mom's malted milk balls. I don't care for either myself, but can't see them without thinking of them.NCSuehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17617227847364562989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-64465711354291546952009-10-02T17:03:48.296-05:002009-10-02T17:03:48.296-05:00Anne, what a beautiful post. I must admit it brou...Anne, what a beautiful post. I must admit it brought tears to my eyes as I thought about my own dear dad who passed away recently. <br /><br />Thank you.EC Gefrohhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06821950576683551325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-70672763399990672352009-10-02T13:34:14.411-05:002009-10-02T13:34:14.411-05:00Those lovely fall treats with special memories att...Those lovely fall treats with special memories attached! Makes them all the more wonderful! Autumn blessings to you, Anne!Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01530114345117741249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-48006738137600868102009-10-02T10:24:01.548-05:002009-10-02T10:24:01.548-05:00Cortlands are my favorites. I like crisp apples.
I...Cortlands are my favorites. I like crisp apples.<br />I am glad you have such beautiful memories of your dad. I am always touched by the heart in your poetry and writing. I am praying for all your intentions.Mary N.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06618318192221168152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-90687403885245077322009-10-02T07:58:51.789-05:002009-10-02T07:58:51.789-05:00Anne,
Thank you for sharing these beautiful memori...Anne,<br />Thank you for sharing these beautiful memories. Food can be such a powerful link to memories. <br />Thanks for visiting my blog~will keep your spiritual motherhood apostolate in my prayers.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15124468084334204166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-30701475438401887302009-10-02T01:34:42.634-05:002009-10-02T01:34:42.634-05:00Lovely poem.Made me hungry!nice visiting u.C my po...Lovely poem.Made me hungry!nice visiting u.C my poems too.<br /><br />www.deepteshpoetry.blogspot.comDeepteshhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00369208312465209116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-52021936075049638192009-10-02T01:31:49.437-05:002009-10-02T01:31:49.437-05:00For me, it's macintosh apples. I am constantly...For me, it's macintosh apples. I am constantly asking our local grocery stores if they carry (or plan to carry) "real" apples. The only "real" apple to me is the tart mac. (And I don't mean the computer!) Unfortunately, I grew up in Maine where the only apple variety is macintosh; I live in California which is apparently too warm for these apples. I guess I will just live with my memories. Sigh!Elizabeth Mahlouhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00334700057953625321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-69898602173623901252009-10-02T00:05:49.995-05:002009-10-02T00:05:49.995-05:00My dad loves ginger cookies, too! Is it a dad thi...My dad loves ginger cookies, too! Is it a dad thing? :)<br /><br />I loved this post ... it's such a beautiful tribute to your father, and to the change of season, too.Ginnyhttp://blog.maryandme.orgnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-14224233891567875542009-10-01T23:11:06.680-05:002009-10-01T23:11:06.680-05:00When I was little and would sleep over at grandma ...When I was little and would sleep over at grandma and grandpa's I would get to have half a cuppa joe in the EARLY (5am-ish; they had a huge garden to tend) morning with some ginger snaps to dunk in my coffee. Also, I would get a toaster oven toasted sweet roll. Yum! <br /><br />Thanks for the memories.Sarah - Kalahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17877449375576975508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2970104655551891786.post-73559772041592308572009-10-01T22:35:56.705-05:002009-10-01T22:35:56.705-05:00Thank you for sharing those beautiful memories of ...Thank you for sharing those beautiful memories of your Dad Anne. They touch me in a special way today...as my Dad has almost not made it through several grave health problems this year...and tomorrow is need of another serious procedure. Thank you for reminding me that each moment I have left with him is PRECIOUS.<br />Jordan Almonds...those were my Dad's favorite treat. Do you remember those?Judy Dudichhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08075072259006322851noreply@blogger.com