I have fond memories of taking back soda bottles for the deposit refund, at Grand Union, in Danbury. Our next door neighbor, “Mr. M”, worked there. Every one thought he must have been the hardest working guy in town, his car was always in the parking lot, for at least 12 hours a day. It wasn’t until I was older that my Dad confided in me that a lot of that time, Mr. M was in the bar across the street.
We also had A&P, and Stop & Shop. I’m sure you’ve heard the old joke, about what they would be named, if the two companies merged ;)