I notice one of my Facebook friends is thinking about starting a campaign to "Save the Ho-Hos."  Personally, I can't think of a more noble cause in which to be involved. You see, my fondest memories, from my boyhood days, centered around Hostess products.

Now, you may be saying, right now, "Of course they do, fat boy." But those memories are only partly due to my love of sweets. It's more personal than that. My grandmother was a pusher for Hostess Cupcakes, Twinkies, Ho-Hos, and the like. She used to go to the grocery stores on Saturdays (they weren't open on Sunday, then) and cut the pastries up into little bite-size chunks and entice shoppers to try some.  I don't think she realized how addictive Hostess products were, then, and are, today.

When I take my diabetes medicine each morning, I stop to thank my grandmother for starting me on the road to sugar addiction. I wonder how many countless others she seduced into an early grave. But, I don't blame her. We're talking back in the fifties, when doctors would appear in TV and print advertising touting the therapeutic advantages of one cigarette over the other.

So, if most folk didn't realize that LS/MFT meant Lucky Strike Means Finding Tumors, how can you blame my grandmother for pushing Twinkies. She used to give away these little miniature loaves of Wonder Bread, too. That wasn't as exciting as a Hostess Cupcake, which are still the ultimate in delicious dining, but they were cute. They look just like the ig loaves, but were smaller and unsliced. I could eat a couple of the mini loaves in one sitting. Of course, I'd often rip the seat out of my pants when I got up, but while I was sitting and unwrapping loaves as if there were no tomorrow, I was in ecstasy.

I don't eat Hostess products anymore. I still drool as I wheel my grocery cart, filled with sugar-free foods, past them. And maybe that's what went wrong. The real fans of Wonder Bread and Hostess products have either been forced to change their eating habits or they're in diabetic comas.

Of course, there's also that absurd health-food movement. Even the government is getting in on that act.  I guess that's a whole other story, But, I'l tell you this. If the Ho-Hos can't be saved, I'm  blaming it all on Michelle Obama.