It was an ordinary day. Striking the keys on my keyboard when my granddaughter, Camille, dropped a few pieces of candy on my desk. Wrapped in an unusual blue wrapper with writing on it that I had never seen before. Looked and looked at it and then decided to open one of the three pieces and investigate what it may be. Chocolate candy that I broke in half and found what seemed like a malted material inside.
Camille told me that her mom gets candy all the time from one of the residents at Beacon Place in Gaithers- burg, MD where Brynn, my daughter, is the property manager. Took a bite and decided it best if I didn't eat the rest of the small piece. Questioned Brynn about the candy and she told me that Marina, an older woman who had come from Russia and is on a short-term lease at Beacon Place, brings her candy every day.
The four-little-bears wrapper.
Most is hard candy that is also individually wrapped, but sometimes brings chocolate. Marina seems to have a special fondness for Brynn who is about the same age as her daughter who recently was married. "She shows me photos all the time from the wedding," Brynn told me. "I had so much candy that I had to empty out one of the drawers of my desk which was filled with the treats she brings me every day." Seems that Marina misses her family and has adopted my daughter as a member of her family and is bestowing her supply of candy on her in a daily manner. Now, I only wish I could decipher the Russian language and tell what it was that I just ate. The four bears on the wrapper may be my first clue. It was another extraordinary day in the life of an ordinary guy.