Life is a Bunch of Bologna
Carl James Stubbs (Jimmy) I really like bologna, a slice of cheese, white bread, and mayonnaise. I always have. It is one of the reasons I liked going to my parents’ home as an adult. They always had white Wonder bread, stacks of bologna and lots of Kraft cheese. This continued even after my mother passed away. Luckily for me, my dad didn’t hide these items when I came to visit. I could have several sandwiches during the day, and I did. When we would take trips as a family, my mother would pack white bread and bologna, and we would eat it without the cheese and mayonnaise. It was wonderful. I still think of those trips and how the bread and bologna tasted. It must be real comfort food for me. The first time I remember bologna was when I was very small. I would help my mother fix my father’s lunch. She always made Dad a lunch to take to work. She would spread mayonnaise on the bread and then put a slice of bologna on the bread. My job was to trim the extra bologna from the e...