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Dear Madam Stuckey,
My earliest recollection of the Stuckey’s was a restaurant & Gas station in Drums, Pennsylvania. It was my 1st job, when I turned 14 years of age. I really miss the people that I worked for. I’m currently 65yoa and still working, but I’m in the Health Care Industry and just thought I’d send you regards from Pennsylvania.

We would drive from Florida to NY to visit out grandparents and my Mom would have my father stop at Stuckeys for the pecan logs and we kids would play the triangle peg game.

Wow! I have quite a connection to Stuckey's as they were a very big part of my life. (Some of this is to the best of my recollection and may not be in the exact order.) My dad, as a carpenter and cabinet maker, was employed in the very early '60s for work on the Merkel. TX store. After working on stores in Big Spring and Strawn, TX, and with previous experience as a building contractor. he was hired as a building superintendent for Stuckey's and was assigned the Round Rock, TX store. From there he built stores in Waxahachie and Monroe, LA and Monument, CO (I worked with him a short while on this one). Then I went with him in the summer of 1965 to build the Norlina, NC store. From there he went to Tonkawa, OK, Kearney, NE, Anthony, TX, Deming, NM, and Strasburg, CO. I went to work for him again on the Seibert, CO store in the spring of '68 and in the summer, we trekked to Kalamazoo, MI. I left there to go to NC for work and school, while he went on to Yuma, AZ. It was during construction at this store that he suffered a fatal heart attack in January of '69.
I'll always remember working on the stores with him and setting them up and remaining through grand openings. Some may not know or have forgotten that, since these stores were built out away from major cities, they had really nice quarters in the rear where the store managers lived. Daddy always made sure "his" stores and these living spaces were done right and to exacting standards. Nothing but the best for Stuckey's. Although they no longer carry the Stuckey name, some of these buildings are still standing, including one just a few miles down I-35 from me.

Stuckeys was our place to stop when traveling. My summer wardrobe growing up included tshirts purchased there from the places we vacationed. And of course, pecan rolls...

My grandma used to drive 50 miles to get gas in her Buick, just to Get her free box of divinity.

Our family traveled around the country a lot in the 70s on camping adventures. I remember making sure my sisters and I let dad know how far Stuckey's was when we saw a billboard. Dad loved the peanut brittle we were doing it for him.

Waters, MI Location. We used to walk through the Woods from Heart Lake (between Big Bradford & Otsego Lake), as 8, 9 & 10 year olds to make our way out to busy
I-75, to the Stickey’s for candy. We loved the Taffy. We would come in from beside the store to avoid the cars. Crazy our Parents just said be careful. Then walk back to the dock on crystal clear Heart Lake, sit down and catch a sunset with our trasured candy. Simple life.

I ordered some of all the oldies we ate as children so I could share with my Grandchildren. It was fun and they loved it.
Thanks for the opportunity to share old memories.

Traveled many times from Pennsylvania to Florida and back with my family on vacations from the early 60s to mid 70s. Many times stopping at a Stuckey's for a restroom break, gas and of course purchases of pecan log rolls. Just this last December while moving my daughter back home from Florida to Pennsylvania, I asked her if she had seen any Stuckey's in her travels in the south by car since I had long forgone car travel in favor of traveling by plane. This started a search on our cell phones to find a Stuckey's on our route and sure enough we found one. Stopping and getting a pecan log roll and biting in to that delicious confection instantly transported me back to my youth. Thank you Stuckey's for still being there.

Hello, I feel so blessed to have discovered the authenticity on Stuckey's Shops. Eventhough, the firm experienced acquirement before I was born it propelled an eager jolt-- with both growth and salesmanship in Eudora Arkansas for long lengthed juicy pecans.
Thus I was born in New York City, but moved to Eudora and resided with my grandparents. I reflect back on the numerous times which my cousins would climb up on the Pecan trees to shake the limbs, so that the pecans could fall onto the ground. It was at that time I could manage to collect these great tasting blessed nuts.
In retrospect, and shifting to Stuckey's shops I thank you for teaching me how to spell the world renown last name Stuckey. Thank you for reviving your history and sharing. God Bless.

This brings back memories. Growing up in the 60's, Dad would stop at stuckeys when driving across country. Sure miss those times.

I, along with a friend, remember stopping at Stuckey’s on the way to Las Vegas from Los Angeles in the 1970s. I was in my 20’s. I liked getting the pecan logs. I remember on one of our trips to Vegas as we were exiting the freeway to make a stop at Stuckey’s, there was a vehicle of musicians stranded at the exit. We gave them a ride to Stuckey’s so that they could get help. They were playing in Vegas that weekend. I miss Stuckey’s.