"As a child, I thought there could be no better snack than jelly and bread. The best kind was soft white store-bought Honey Crust bread, spread generously with Grandma Mundy's homemade jelly....In summer, Grandma sent us outside to avoid messing up her kitchen floor. "Now, run out in the yard," she would say as she handed out the jelly and bread, and we zipped out of the kitchen, with the screen door slamming behind us. We ate the treats with great relish, licking our fingers clean...."

"Grandma's wild blackberry jelly was a favorite, and it required considerable effort to produce. She braved chiggers, snakes, and scratches from sharp briars to harvest the wild berries. After washing the buckets from morning milking, Grandma would put one over her arm and set out around the hill in the early dew..."