In the late 1940s (1946-1950) my Methodist Minister Father was assigned to the Lynmore Methodist Church in Macon, Georgia.

One evening my Parents invited Mother’s cousin Felix Johnson (who was stationed at Warner Robins Air Force Base there in Macon) and his family to have supper with us.

Mother and Dad had planned a nice meal but all of it had not yet been cooked, as this was to be done at the last minute.

However, nature intervened; a thunder booming thunderstorm such as only can happen in middle Georgia, rolled in and knocked out the electricity.

The food that was already prepared was served, but it wasn’t enough!

Billie Johnson, Felix’s wife, had the answer. In a twinkling, by the light of candles, she introduced me to the joys and delights of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich! Remember me? the picky eater? I had never had such a sandwich before and I definitely thought it was the best thing ever. I kept Billie busy for quite awhile making more PB&J!

Author: Judy Shippey

I was an elementary teacher for 36 years with three degrees in education, young children being my speciality. I also enjoy gardening, reading and my main interest is cooking, hence the Adventures.

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