When Becky and I were younger we would go to the camp with mom nana and papa. Mom and nana would go to bingo and papa would take us to the Irving down around the corner to get an apple pie. He would then cut it in half then take the other half and cut it in half, he would get the half and Becky and I would get a quarter. Mom and nana would come home to us sound asleep and an empty pie tin on the counter! Samantha Morrell