Orange slices were my dad's favorite candy. Mammaw always kept a bag of them for we would visit.
Us kids weren't allowed to get more than two. "Those are your daddy's candy," Mammaw would say.
She kept Milky Way bars for us. And coconut cookies. And oatmeal cookies. And Snickers. Oh, there was plenty of stuff for us.
But the orange slices, they were Dad's.