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There is some theoretical amount of honesty that is indistinguishable from mental illness. —Scott Adams
Home is where you can say whatever you want because no one listens to you anyway.
Home sweet home
Bob's sister Hannah
Bob's sister Ada
Bob's brother Otto
Bob's sister Eve
Bob's sister Nan
A baby picture of Bob and his siblings (clockwise from upper left: Otto, Eve, Hannah, Ada, Bob, and Nan)
Bob's childhood home
Bob's mom and dad
Bob in his youth
Bob's cousin Alphonse
Bob's Uncle Ralph and Aunt Edna
Bob's cousin Archibald
Bob's stepbrother Herbie (who really needs to quit smoking)
Bob's cousin Chester
Bob's Great Uncle Norbert and Great Aunt Phyllis
Bob's cousin Saffron (who will do anything for a drink)
Bob's cousin Thorndike
Bob's brother-in-law Vinnie
Bob's cousin Orville, who loves the Green Bay Packers
Bob's nieces Lulu and Bitsy, the biker chicks
Bob's stepsister Eloise, with the twins, Rudy and Trudy
Bob's Uncle Henry and Aunt Rowena
Bob's niece Esmerelda (who likes to live dangerously)
Bob's Great Uncle Arthur up in Saskatchewan
Bob's cousin Louie, the grackle of grumpiness
Miss Screech, Bob's journalism teacher
Bob's nephew Winthrop, who loves sports
Bob's Uncle Seymour and Aunt Bernice
Bob's second cousin Schlomo in Brooklyn
Bob's nephew Baxter
Bob's cousin Darrell
Bob's sister-in-law Delphine, who volunteers at the animal shelter
Percy the Pickpocket, Bob's third cousin once removed (the relative no one likes to talk about... every family has one)
The Bluebird of Happiness™ (no relation to Bob)
A pair of boobies (also no relation to Bob, but included for readers who desire titillation)
Bluebird Bitter™, the beer they named for Bob
I remember the days when Kool-aid had points on the back of the package you could collect and send in for a prize. I still have 2 Kool-aid Barbies.
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You could get all kinds of stuff back in the old days by collecting box tops or coupon points from various types of food packaging.
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Oh, my. “Fiesta Peach Spam Bake” !!!
Love these old ads. Thank you for sharing! ~Ed.
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Nuttin’ like a good Spam Bake, is there!!
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Um, well, no. No, I guess there really is nothing like it. 😉
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Thank heaven for small mercies.
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Mmmmm yummy. Now I’m hungry.
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Me too.
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Love these! I have a soft spot for Canada Dry. As a pre-schooler, my first field trip was to the Canada Dry factory. I can still see the hundreds of bottles swirling through the filling and sealing process. So fascinating!
Thanks Bitter Bluebird!
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Thanks Mark. 🙂
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The old ads were real works of art. Notice that the only one that uses photos here is the one from the American Dairy Association, which is from the late ’60’s.
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The VERY BEST banana bread recipe, which I still use, came from a Fluffo recipe book that my grandmother had. I have never seen Fluffo EVER. My mother always used Crisco. LOL
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So did my mother. 🙂
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Never even heard of Fluffo. My mother used Crisco too. Not a tradition I have carried on, however.
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I remember a lot of those ads. Interesting how misleading some of them are. For instance, the jar of lifesavers surrounded by healthy fresh fruit. Nothing healthy about those lifesavers. Pure sugar, with a bit of flavoring. Yet we provided ourselves and our children with all sorts of things like that, which were beginning to flood the markets in the 50s.
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In our parents’ day, I don’t think anyone knew there was anything wrong with stuffing kids full of sugar. My mother certainly didn’t.
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Nor did mine, and the knowledge came slowly to me as I regularly baked sweets for my own family. Trouble is, we no longer work hard like our parents did, burning off the calories. But diabetes has become an epidemic amongst my generation (I’m 74). Sugar is a problem when overdone.
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“Bacon – crispy strips of nourishment” – how I wish that were true! lol
These are great, BoB. It’s so interesting to read old ads.
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Dunkin donuts still has the best coffee. Just sorry they dropped Donuts from the name. 🍩
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I remember many of these. Thanks for a fun post.
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