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Hey does anybody remember a game called "Travel"....back when you would buy the glass bottles of soda, most had the town and date of manufacture on the bottom. We would play "Travel"? Bet was made and then we would look on the bottom of the bottles to see where they were made. Guy with the bottle that was furthest away from our town won whatever the bet was.
I'm 74 years young and never heard of this game
76 here....maybe it was just local to the small town I was raised in.
There was a 2 cent deposit on the small bottles and 5 cents on the quart size.
5 cents bought you a full size candy bar.
10 cents bought a Tasty Pie which was twice the size the dollar ones are today.
But that was 75 years ago.
Yeah and the "New-Powerful" Golden Esso Extra was .25 a gallon!
My brothers and I used to scrounge and hoard pop bottles and store them in an old shed we had. We would wait till we had a few wagon loads, (Radio Flyers) till we cashed um in. We musta had a few hundred when the state raised the deposit from 2 cents to a nickle. Whoo Hoo! we thought we hit the lottery.......and our stock split!
Dang bunch of old farts.....LOL
Being closer to 68 then 67, I still remember the 2 cent days. 5 cents for a
5 stick pack of Black Jack chewing gum, and of course the 5 cent Hershey
bar, and the coveted 10 cent bottle of Saegertown Black Cherry Pop. The
kids that really made out were the ones that had a rear paper boy basket on
their Schwinn.
That was back in a time when we had to invent our own entertainment as kids. And we were pretty good at it too. I remember buying a 10 cent bottle of soda from a vending machine at the bowling alley and putting the empty in the rack next to the machine.
The little town i was raised in had its own pop bottling company. Used to make its own electricity. 9 bars and three movie theaters. 11 restaurants all of which sold booze. Three grocery stores which sold beer and whiskey. Three pharmacies two of which sold beer. Five places to buy guns. Sears, munkey wards and TG&Y. There was a light up on the water tower that the police officers had to watch when it came on they had to call by phone to the police dept. After ten o'clock the only places that had electricity were one bar thus rotated between all bars. And the AT&SF railyard and the cop shop. I bought my first gun at Becker Dallies with my very first paycheck. There were 4 places to buy sweets. Jennies sundries, Dairy Queen, Tastey Freeze and mike and ernest gas station. Jennies sold the best candies
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Yep !! Growing up in the small town of Girard Pa west of Erie, thereQuote:
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was always enough kids to get a baseball game going. And come fall
it was rough neck football. Not far from Lake Erie, it was a favorite
spot to sneak down to the beach's to see what the storms brought
ashore. As for that 10 cent pop machine ?? Yeah we had one at the
firehouse I delivered papers from. Best tasting Coke came out of them
little bottles for some reason.
I think the only traveling game I can remember was "Punch Bug" !!
You could tell the region a person came from by their referring to it as pop, or soda.
In the Philly area it was soda, whereas upstate it was pop.
Regardless of what it was called, i never took much to it for the same reason im no fan of beer.
Too bloating for me to deal with.
There were lots of small breweries and bottling companies with names like Franks and Shmidts in Philly.
But none are still there today.
I had forgotten about Shmidts! Went to visit relatives in Maryland once and someone had Shmitds.
Looking at the names..."Radio Flyer", Black Jack, Esso, all were made in USA then...even Schwinn.
How about Flexible Flyer sleds. Do they still make sleds?
Or do kids today just get a snowmobile or a 4 wheeler. lol
I shouldnt talk, i bought my youngest son a dirt bike when he turned 6.
But it did have a governor on it.
For about a week.
Those were the ones that had the ability to steer.Quote:
How about Flexible Flyer sleds.
Yes Sir !! had a flex flier in the family, but the big fun was the tobogon's
made by the Pa Dutch.
Yobuck.....Remember the Minute Man gas stations ?? My Dad was a Carpenter
and also had a mini "Case" dozer . Truck gas at Minute Man was about 20 cents
a gallon. We would stop, fill the truck, and dozer, and get a 5 gallon can of
Wolf's Head oil. I think the dozer used more oil then gas.....LOL
Slug a bug no slugs back
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Fuj - My family had a small cottage on Lake Erie near Ashtabula, not far from where you grew up. I would spend hours with my brothers exploring the beach, skipping rocks on the water, and looking at all the junk that would wash up. Thank goodness the old lake is a lot cleaner today than she was back in those days.Quote:
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No Minute man was probably a regional company, i dont recall any in the SE corner where i lived.Quote:
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But i do remember the 20 cent gas and having it pumped, the oil checked and windsheild cleaned also.
I do remember Wolfs Head oil and the signs advertising it. Probably many dont realize the nations first oil well was in Pa.
Still a fair amount produced there yet today.
Yeah, come to think about it, Minute Man was a sibling of the big WarrenQuote:
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refinery about 60 miles west of me, and I'm right on the corner of North
West Pa, on the Lake. We still are a big oil region. Just west of Warren is
Bradford Pa. Another refinery with famous names like Wolf's Head, and
Quaker State. 40 miles south of me is Titusville and Oil City. Titusville being
the first oil well. Nice museum to visit.....Back then when the original
refinery's were running, they were only producing lubricants and kerosene.
All the other flammable's were simply flushed into the rivers and streams
or burned off in huge pits.
And speaking of Bradford.....Case knives and Zippo lighters. Still have my
dad's Zippo, with the Bucyrus Erie steam shovel engraved on it.
Unfortunately much of the northern parts of Pa have become Appalachia.
Sad to see what were once thriving towns turn into what they have become.
Time has simply passed them by, especially the ones farthest from the major highways.