This is an old family recipe.  It goes back to the early days of the Southcombe Family Tree.  This is from my Father's Mother's Mother's family line.  I don't know how many relatives have this in their recipe arsenal, but it was a staple of my childhood, and is in turn a regular on the table for my own kids. I have made these pancakes numerous times in my adult life.  It wasn't until two years ago that they took on a whole new meaning.  My Dad was gravely ill, and it seemed as if there would be a generational shift.  The potential for effect rippled far and wide in my life, and there was a tsunami wave that left this recipe in its wake.  I was experiencing something of a midlife crisis and every part of daily life had a profound meaning.  Making an heirloom recipe was not immune to this. There was an intense urge to preserve the past.  By bringing this recipe to life, sharing it with friends and family who came to visit us in our new home in a new state, he