The contention was always that Candy was a replacement...a fill in for a gap or space left by the removal of a person or thing.
This week, with the help of some lines from a well known song, sung by 'The Who' l am going to investigate this suggestion...oh yes, l will be taking poetic licence with the some of the words of said ditty
Were you, Candy Canady...just a...
'Substitute'
Let's take a closer look at the man.
I introduce Candy Canaday...a drifting tumble weed, settling no place...only living to please himself, coming and going as and when it took his fancy...
Then came the day he was given an offer he couldn't refuse...
You think we look pretty good together
You think my vest is made of leather


