Girl Scout Cookie Memories

Late yesterday Darling Hubby was standing in the billiard room and looking out the window.

I was in the kitchen throwing together fried rice for dinner when he said, "There's a little Girl Scout with a wagon full of cookies going door to door while her father stands in the street and keeps watch over her."

I had this sudden emotional reaction which must have been the same as his since he sighed and said, "It makes me remember when Adina was a Girl Scout and I would go with her to sell cookies every year."

I felt tears sting my eyes as I thought how long ago that way yet, in a way, it seems as if it was only yesterday.

EMOTIONAL TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE  

We stood at the window, watching and waiting until she rang our doorbell. We opened the door and greeted her with big smiles. I said, "I'm so glad you rang our doorbell. We remember when our daughter used to sell Girl Scout cookies every year."

She beamed a smile at us as we walked down the sidewalk to where her father waited with a red wagon full of cookie boxes. "How much did cookies cost when your daugter was a Girl Scout?" she asked.

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When I told her "$2.00, she laughed. "They cost $6.00 now."

When we reached her dad, the charming little girl pointed at the cookies, told us the name of  each variety, and asked what was our favorite. I told her Peanut Butter Patties, and I asked what her favorite was. That little girl has a bright future in sales.

She giggled. "Trefoils, but I love the chocolate ones too."

We bought 2 boxes, and she urged us to try a different variety, but we declined with a laugh. By then Larry was talking with her dad about being a Girl Scout's father during cookie season.

The little girl and I talked about cookies—eating them and selling them. She was adorable and brought back so many memories of those years.

Our daughter is still friends with some of the girls who were in her Girl Scout troup—best friends with one—and I'm still friends with the women who were the troop leaders.

I'd been a Brownie leader, but I passed on being a Girl Scout leader because I'd become ensnared in the quest to be a published author. I succeeded in my quest.

TAKEAWAY TRUTH

I think, in part, I owe those troop leaders a debt of gratitude for enabling the girls to go into Girl Scouts because it was rewarding in so many ways. Thank you—dear friends—you wonderful Girl Scout troop leaders.

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