Jelly Bellies always remind me of my grandfather. He had quite a sweet tooth, and Jelly Bellies were one of his favorites. We lived in a small town in Arkansas, so whenever someone went to the "city", we always brought back Jelly Bellies for him.
Some of my last memories of him were in the hospital room, and even though he wasn't able to eat them, he always made sure the candy bowl was full for the nurses. The nurses on his floor loved them and would come in at all hours just to check on Mr. B and his candy bowl.
I don't know how long you've been driving knitting guy, but my grandfather own a truck repair/Thermo King repair shop from the 70's until he sold sometime around 1995. It was off I-40 in Arkansas.