Every time I see a stack of Sunday store ads, I think about lazy Sunday afternoon when my sisters and I were younger. We obeyed the one and only rule about the Sunday newspaper: Dad read the paper first. As soon as he finished reading a section, then my sisters and I could fight over it.

Before Dad even looked at the front page, he pulled out all the store ads and my sisters and I flipped through them, impatiently waiting for the comics and entertainment sections and the Parade magazine. The wait was more brutal when Mom sat nearby and automatically had dibs on the section after Dad.

Most times, Dad knew when we fiddled with the paper when our impatience got the better of us. We carefully slid the comics section out and carefully opened and read it without crinkles or wrinkles before he and Mom came home from church or Bible study. I like holding on to that memory.

Categories: Jennifer Elliott

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