Or consider one memorable Easter morning in military housing: All the other Navy brats showed off baskets stuffed with chocolate rabbits and jelly beans. My basket held a grapefruit. Maybe a tangerine.In spring, we picked strawberries. Summers there were blueberries. Fall meant collecting bushels of Early Macs and Yellow Delicious. Thus came my first dawning awareness of inexorable mortality: Those apples’ slow puckering in the Frigidaire drawers. And then each October, pomegranates! With their jewel-like seeds and permanently staining juices. The element of risk only added to the delight.
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