We were on vacation back during Blue Law times. There was nothing open on Sunday. We were starving. We finally found a grocery store open so I ran in to get a couple cans of pork ‘n beans and a can opener. The store refused to allow me to buy the can opener.<<<
Laughing and remembering a week long camping trip, that we made with no can opener or silverware. Bill and his brother decided to “re-load” the gear and left the basket of kitchen stuff sitting in the driveway and away we went.
Used pieces of paper plates for scooping up food and Bill could open cans with a knife.
At the different mining camps, I have found mountains of tin cans, all opened with knives.
There is a little military can opener, not sure where you would find one, no larger than a 50 cent piece that will fit on your key ring and always be there. They were for the WW2 C-Rations, which were all canned.
I had forgotten the Blue law days, but remember the fun of going shopping on Sunday, when they were lifted.
I remember those little military can openers. They often came in the old “K-rations”. I still have several of them around here someplace. I’m a bit of a pack rat. I hate to throw anything away that could possibly be of use at some point.