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  • As a child we used to drive by the Wonderbread bakery to enjoy the smell of fresh-baked loaves of goodness.

    In the back of the building the ingredients poured in through giant hoses.

    In elementary school I missed the day they toured. So I was left to imagine what went on inside.

    Wheat was vital I'm sure - the packaging in this photo proclaims it.

    I took this photo some 20 years later. When I found myself living in the town of my youth. Raising kids of my own.

    My kids actually did get to tour the bakery. My wife took them. But again I missed the opportunity.

    The bakery's gone now. It's now a parking lot for an art museum.

    But for a time, when the wheat was vital, the bakery smell flavored the downtown streets and brought joy to many.
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