My favorite MoonPie Memory is of the day my husband and I were married. It was July 2, 1974. After a quick trip to the courthouse in Thomasville, Georgia, we came home to celebrate. You can see from the photo that the reception was small - a bottle of champagne and one MoonPie. Almost 29 years have passed and whenever I see a MoonPie I have to smile because it takes me back to that happy day. We have two grown boys; they've heard about the MoonPie, and eaten plenty themselves.