When I was a
kid soda pop came in glass bottles. Period. You paid a deposit on the bottle, 2
cents, and you could return the empty bottle and get your 2 cents back. That
may not sound exciting now, but it was pretty good then--better than you're thinking.
This was
when I was 7 or 8 or 9. I could ride my bike to the little store on Hill
Street, pay a nickel for a bottle of Dr Pepper, plus 2 cents, and a nickel for
a small bag of Fritos, and be happy.
Besides, 3
cents would buy a popsicle--or you could get two popsicles for a nickel. So a
2-cent return on a pop bottle was a very
good thing because it was rare when I didn't have even one penny or, as my mother would say, "one red cent."
By the way, Fudgesicles
and Creamsicles were more expensive, a nickel each. But two returned bottles
plus a penny could get you one.
In 1957,
before I was 17, the first aluminum cans of soda pop appeared. Handy, sure, but
the taste was not as good as before. Truly. Which didn't stop anyone,
apparently, from buying those cans of pop. I was no longer riding my bike to
the corner store in 1957, don't even know what happened to that bike. And I
can't report on my soda pop consumption in those days, except for the times
Wayne, my boyfriend, and I went up to A&W for a hot dog and a root beer.
We did not
have soda pop in the house at all times. Sunday's treat was my dad's homemade
lemonade. But when we did drink pop, it was Hire's Root Beer, or Dad's Root
Beer, 7up, or Canada Dry Ginger Ale, or maybe the rare Pepsi-Cola. They were
the soft drinks we knew in the Brimley house. Plus my corner store Dr Pepper.
About me
drinking Dr Pepper as a child. I didn't know it had caffeine. Don't even know
if it was labeled as containing caffeine. I wasn't reading labels in those
days.
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