Nostalgia

My parents ran a grocery store all the years I was growing up and finally retired after the grandchildren started coming along.  My older brother and sister along with my younger sister and I lived in that store almost as much as we lived at our home.  We were either sneaking candy or cigarettes or stocking shelves or slicing cold cuts or shinnying up the metal poles out front or running the cash register and sacking groceries or cleaning, always cleaning.  Sometimes we went with Dad to deliver the groceries to people around town.

A sweet friend brought me a piece of the store the other day in the form of a fan.  Of course, way back in the 50s people were just beginning to buy air conditioners, so there were a lot of fans around.  Most businesses had them made to give away.

Like this one:A lot of fans as well as calendars for businesses had a religious theme with their information about their business printed somewhere on it.This took me down the Nostalgic Pathway!  Those were good, good days.

 

 

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5 thoughts on “Nostalgia

  1. That is so cool! I remember eating lunch at the store while in high school with Darla! Nothing better than a sliced lunch meat sandwich from there!

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  2. Gosh Brenda…….the memories came flooding over me when I read this! I remember spending so much time there…..but I esp. remember the route Darla and I would walk from our houses to the store.Seemed like it took forever,especially
    in the hot summer!Wow….I will be reminiscing all day!

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  3. I remember that so well. Churney’s was the best place and just happened to be very close to my house. I would always stop there and get Penny Candy or a big ole candy bar that cost all of a nickel! Brenda, I also remember sneaking cigarettes and going behind the store to smoke them with you. Gosh, we didn’t get caught but don’t know we managed to get by with that! They sent sample cigarettes in little packages with about 4 cigarettes in them and that is what we would smoke! Good Memories for sure..

    Linda Tucker

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