Oh God, you just brought back memories of having to lick n stick those damn things when I was a kid. I think there is still a book of them around here...........
And Blue Chip stamps. My gramma saved those. ( I nailed shakes on a water front house in Hawaii that was owned by the Blue Chip stamp guy. Nice folks.)
in sacramento in the 50s, cardinal markets had their own cardinal stamps (kind of a salmon pink and red, with a little picture of a bird on them) and stuff you could get with them. in the 70s there were still the s&h. i remember pulling into a gas station that advertised five times s&h stamps, with a truck mounted p&h 25 ton crane. gas fueled. 80 gallon tank on the truck and 40 on the crane. had to split with my boss, who i was apprentice to. still enough for each of us to get a ton of stuff with them. as for zebra (UPC) codes, the components to make the scanners to read them, hadn't been invented yet, for the first 20, almost 30, years of my life. lasers and i.c. computer chips were still the stuff of science fiction.
I'm so old I remember living in trees and swinging from branch to branch to get to the banana tree for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
I remember little ration stamps on my grampas' desk. They had pictures of tanks, jeeps, etc, on them and you used them to get butter and other commodities.
"Who knows the darkness in mens hearts?" (the Shadow do!) " Plunk your magic twanger, FROGEE. STELLA DALLAS, BACKSTAGE WIFE. (radio soap opera me gram listened to.) "HI. My names Buster Brown. I live in a shoe.This is my dog Tighe---he lives in there too." "Philip Morris! (cigs) (Philip Mor----ase. " (pronounced that way by a very little person in what looked like a uniform from a hotel baggage carrier--with a little hat.) Even more. much more. All stacked up in the back o' me think-meat.
Yes, Buster Brown! Our store had a goose that laid a golden egg and you could get one with a prize inside after you bought shoes!
I think it was discussed before in the forums someplace, but worth mentioning again. In the shoe stores was a device that you could stand on--mind you it was high like a podium, and down below was an opening into which you placed your feet. Looking down through a glass screen, you could see your feet in x-ray completeness. Not a one second shot--your feet stayed visible as long as you stood there. Good way to figure the size of your feet exactly, but looking back, it didn't seem to be a very good idea to expose a part (well, 2 parts ) of your body to continual x-ray power. Wonder what ever happened to those.
Checking out the 45's in the record section. Every spring running downstairs to see the painted turtles and dyed chicks.