The shimmering lime crown on the kitchen wall

When that mold came off the wall, it meant something serious was happening. She would wash it in the sink with a bit of Joy soap until it shone again. Then the box would come out. It was usually the…

News for the America we remember

The kitchen wall had one decoration that never moved. It was a copper mold shaped like a large ring with ridges, hanging from a small brass ring on a nail above the stove. It caught the light when the sun came through the window, but most of the time it just gathered a thin layer of kitchen grease and dust. My mother only took it down for two things. A funeral at the church or the Fourth of July.

When that mold came off the wall, it meant something serious was happening. She would wash it in the sink with a bit of Joy soap until it shone again. Then the box would come out. It was usually the large size of lime Jell-O. The green dust smelled like a chemistry set when it hit the glass bowl. I liked to watch the hot water turn it into a dark, emerald liquid that looked like something you should not drink.

Next came the cans. Del Monte fruit cocktail was the standard. She would drain the syrup through a wire mesh strainer, saving the juice in a coffee mug for reasons I never understood. The fruit was a pale mix of grapes, pear chunks, and those tiny squares of peach. The best part was the half a cherry. There were never enough cherries. If you found one in your square on Sunday

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