Back to School, 1969

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My mom was very sleepy, up early for our back to school.  She made five bag lunches.  At lunch I saw that my bologna sandwich was missing the bologna.  My mom often shorted me. She knew I had gone in the kitchen late at night and ate the bologna meant for the next day’s lunch.

At an early age I was stealing from the pantry and fridge. My hunger was insatiable: Mom caught me in the kitchen and I quickly stuck a dripping peanut butter and jelly sandwich in my husky jeans pocket.  The misshapen PB&J had lint on it, but I just picked it off and ate it.

Food satisfied my soul. I never felt bad about getting more than my share.

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