Growing up in Conception Bay, Mom and the older sisters weeded the vegetables on Saturdays. This particular Saturday, around three o'clock, Mom wanted a snack. I was chosen to go home and get tea and molasses bread. I found an empty Crush bottle in the pantry, rinsed it out, and put the tea in it. Mom enjoyed the snack, but got sick afterwards. The girls told Dad what had happened at suppertime. When the Crush bottle was mentioned, Dad, looking pale, jumped off his chair and went to the pantry. He returned shortly after and said, "I had poison in that bottle for the cabbage grubs." If I hadn't rinsed out the bottle, I wonder what might have happened to Mom?   Submitted By: NULL