Green on the outside. Commie red on the inside.
Posted on 03/28/2011 8:58:36 PM PDT by Windflier
No, no. Notice up top it says, "Unknown". I got it in email yesterday from a friend, and thought I'd share.
Glad you like it.
Yep. My brothers and I would usually store up empties in the garage until we had at least a shopping cart's worth, then haul them up to the store to cash them in.
In those days, most kids didn't get automatic allowances from mom and dad, so we had to be resourceful!
Green on the outside. Commie red on the inside.
Actually he was born in Kaplan, Louisiana (just down the road from me) to Sicilian immigrant parents. His real last name was "de Corti".
Except for the fact that glass bottle started out as sand. Throwing it in the landfill is in fact, "recycling."
LOL!
Thanks
Son of a gun... I learn something new around here every day. I'll bet a lot of Native Americans didn't even know that, back in the day.
LOL! I remember going to a "department store," which was where we bought things like bedding, clothing, and some housewares. When we made our purchases, the clerk would wrap our pile of neatly folded items in a paper wrapping and tie the bundle with string. In the "dime store," there were no blister packs or racks. All small items were displayed on big tables divided into little compartments with a "per each" price marker. All our purchases there went into a paper sack. Meat in the grocery store was wrapped in paper, produce was wrapped in absorbent paper before being put into our paper bags.
I have written a couple of times on my own blog about the "good old days." LOL! I remember having an "ice box," that used ICE for cooling. Every Saturday, my sister and I were given a 50-cent piece, and we borrowed the neighbors' Radio Flyer wagon, walked to the service station and bought a 50-pound block of ice, which we trundled back home so my daddy could put it into the ice box for another week's worth of cooling.
I’m too young to remember the icebox - we always had the refrigerator - but my parents always called it the icebox when I was growing up and I still call it the icebox - I’ll slip once in awhile and call it the fridge - but it’s the icebox!
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