mycalicocat

I'm with you on Orange Crush, which was way, way better than any other orange drink. Maybe it had more orange juice in it. Do you remember how much COLDER the drinks were then? Something I loved as a kid (which would be hard to explain to those who grew up with tv) was Saturday picture shows. (That's what we called them) For a quarter, we got to see a serial (often Tarzan or Superman), a cartoon like Tom and Jerry or Bugs Bunny, and a cowboy movie. I loved Roy Rogers.
 

There was a small Mom and Pop store near my childhood home. I saved my pennies so I could visit often as possible! On the counter was a big glass jar with a red metal top which contained large pinwheel cookies. I loved pointing to the cookie I wanted and having the store owner (Mr. L.B.) reach in, bring it out and put it in a brown paper bag. Also, there was an ice cream cooler with metal lids that lifted up to reveal containers of ice cream inside! You pointed to the one you wanted and Mr. L.B. scooped it into a cone!
I loved Orange Crush, too, barely!
I also miss seeing nurses wearing starched white uniforms and those funny looking caps!
 

Yay for nurses. I wonder how they stayed so starched and clean looking. If I went to work in all white I'd come home looking like a Jackson Pollack painting.
Loved those lift-top freezers with all the ice cream sandwiches and popsicles. Did you ever have a fudgesicle?
One time when we were way up north in Quebec we stopped at a French Canadian home that had a sign out front for ice. (They were making money off campers) When the wife opened their deep freeze there was a frozen solid bobcat right on top of it all, and she picked it up by one frozen leg like it was a cord of wood and put it aside while she got the ice. She said they were saving it until the taxidermist came.
 

In Montezuma, Fowlers had a Coca Cola cooler that must have been set to 32.5 degrees fahrenheit. The bottles normally were fully covered with frost when I pulled one out, and of course, they were green glass bottles. I remember one long slow summer working at Hills' "department store" when my main thrills were having one of those at 9 a.m. with a fresh biscuit, one at noon at the library with Grandma for lunch, and one at 3:00 just to get through the afternoon. Plus, occasionally, there was a letter waiting for me from my roommate's boyfriend...
 

i liked the old pushups with the cylinder of orange sherbert that you pushed toward your mouth with a stick at the bottom of the cylinder.(of course a fudgesicle could do the trick too.):) a person once brought her frozen cat to court to show it to the judge in a domestic abuse case, but she wasn't also selling ice.
 

Okay, did the abuser freeze the cat, or did the woman keep the abused cat frozen in order ot have it as evidence, or what? Inquiring minds want to know.
 

Did she bring it in a cooler?
Bet security had an interesting time with that!
 

the cat was evidence of alleged abuse and was frozen by the woman to literally "perserve" the evidence. this was before we had security, and this rather than bomb threats may be why we do have security today.:):)