ABC FOOD GROUP

ABC Food Group

Dedicated to my Dad for his 80th birthday

Roger A. Davis

This is how the family story is told
When my dad was four or five years old
His father was principal, teacher, and coach
His mother, my Grandma, a woman above reproach

It was The Great Depression time
Money scarce, a dime was quite a find
Many banks and businesses had failed
Much of our nation's social life was curtailed

But high school basketball games were free
A place for fun and to forget about our economy
These sporting events drew families and other fans
All sitting and cheering in the wooden stands

A time when children were not constantly watched
Allowed to go play, not worrying if they strayed
That's what my dad was doing during the game
That is, until half-time came and his mom called his name

Richard appeared with a bulging wad in his cheek
It was so big, he could hardly chew or speak
She asked where he got the gum and money
Innocently, he replied, "Under the seats, it was free."

Out of her handbag her hankie came
"Richard Layman, spit it here, you should be ashamed"
When the players came back on the gym floor
He sat beside Mama Grace until the final score

So now you know some of our Davis history
Already Been Chewed gum, acronym, ABC
It became an old family recipe
Told by my prim and proper Grandmother, with much glee