As I was drinking my morning coffee, I happened to see an article pop-up about Stuckey’s. As soon as I saw that familiar red, cursive logo, my head was instantly flooded with hundreds of childhood memories. I grew up in Chicago, and every other year my family would take a road trip to see my grandparents in Daytona Beach Florida. This is back in the late seventies, early eighties, so taking a road trip with a family of four was a very different experience than it is today. Our entertainment was coloring books, action figures, mindlessly staring out the window,...
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As I was drinking my morning coffee, I happened to see an article pop-up about Stuckey’s. As soon as I saw that familiar red, cursive logo, my head was instantly flooded with hundreds of childhood memories.
I grew up in Chicago, and every other year my family would take a road trip to see my grandparents in Daytona Beach Florida. This is back in the late seventies, early eighties, so taking a road trip with a family of four was a very different experience than it is today. Our entertainment was coloring books, action figures, mindlessly staring out the window, fighting with my sister every half hour, and most of all, a stop or two at Stuckey’s!
As soon as I would see the familiar Stuckey’s sign, I would shout out – “Stuckey’s Five millllllleeeessss!” I can assure you no one in the car appreciated my announcements, but it did work because my dad would always pull off and let us get out for a while.
Another important piece of information is that I was always given $10 by my parents for my vacation. This was to spend in any way that I wanted. We often went to Disney World, so my mother would tell me “Here’s $10 for your spend at Disney with Mickey.”
I can tell you that my $10 was never made to past Georgia. As soon as we stopped at the first Stuckey’s, I would run into the store like a bride furiously looking for the perfect wedding dress at a sample sale. I blew through hat 10 bucks in 5 minutes at Stuckey’s, and I had no regret whatsoever.
I am so grateful that an America icon like Stuckey’s is still going. We all have favorite brands from our childhood that are no longer around. And as they go away, a little piece of us feels like we’ve lost something from our childhood.
Thank you for keeping Stuckey’s going and growing! I wish you nothing but the very best, and I will forever be a Stuckey’s brand ambassador.
Most Sincerely,
Jon...
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