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HAPPY MOMENTS
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UNEXPECTED MOMENTS OF HAPPINESS

Before they were sold anywhere else, my late husband and I used to drive to Atlanta with a cooler

buy a hundred dollars worth of Pops, and then drive like hell back to Athens so they wouldn’t melt. We would swear to ration them and always fail miserably. I hit the pop cart in Five Points (Athens) in the summer when I miss him. His favorite was chocolate sea salt, and he made our life an adventure, always.