Guestbook

Every summer in the late 1960s and early 1970s my Mom drove my brother and I from NJ to Florida to visit Grandparents. Stuckeys was a favorite stop on the road. For lunch stops, souvenir shopping and gas fill ups. Stuckeys had a promotion- a free pecan roll with a purchase of a full tank of gas! I do have a confession to make. As a 10 year old ( in 1969) I broke several souvenir drinking glasses in one of your stores. . I was reaching for one and several went crashing to the floor! I rushed back to my Mom who was finishing lunch at the counter. I didn’t tell anyone-sorry!... Collapse

My Stuckey’s story began in 1955 when I was 5 and my dad and mom, Ed and Jan Sanders, left Eastman, Georgia and became the managers of store #49 in Glasgow, Delaware on US Route 40 between Baltimore and Philadelphia. So, I literally grew up in a Stuckey’s store and have way too many stories I could tell about that time and experience. I began pumping gas, working the snack bar, stocking shelves, running the register and of course cleaning rest rooms around age 12. When I-95 opened in 1963 (John Kennedy cut the ribbon at the Delaware-Maryland line at I-95 one week before he was killed in Dallas) traffic on Route 40 dried up and business at that Stuckey’s store also dried up (at one time it was one of the busiest stores in the Stuckey’s chain). Therefore, we moved back to Eastman in 1965 and Dad became a district manager and later a regional manager for Stuckey’s. During high school I, and some of the other family, traveled with Dad during the summers to open or close stores all over the country. I worked for some time with Ruth Williams at the store in Eastman during high school. When I graduated from high school and was attending Georgia Tech Dad had me travelling the country during the summers running stores where managers might be on vacation or a change was taking place in the manager of the store. I went to such places as Yee Haw Junction and Kissimmee, Florida, stores in Georgia, Virginia, Louisiana, Winnie, Texas and others. Stuckey’s helped to fund my college education and obviously was an integral and important part of my life.... Collapse

Some of my best memories are that of traveling the Midwest states to visit our family. The best stop on the road was at a Stuckey’s. I have very fond memories of the Stuckey’s stop over’s. There we were able to rest a bit, gas up the vehicles, and grab some good food to eat, freshen up in the facilities and do a little shopping. I do not remember ever having any trouble being able to use the restroom facilities or to shop. No one ever told us you can’t use our facilities or follow us around while reviewing the items on the shelves. The store had numerous items that would strike a person’s fancy. Stuckey’s also had a variety to select from on their menu to enjoy and we did. Our Dad loved the fried chicken! He is gone now but we, the children along with Mom maintain a strong bond because of his strength. We traveled in the station wagon when we were young and enjoyed Stuckey’s which continued as we grew into our late teens and early twenties, by then we were traveling in three vehicles. We watched out for each other on the busy highways and always arrived safety to our destinations. The Pecan rolls (which made excellent gifts for family and friends, the postman, FedEx and UPS drivers) were great! We loaded up on peanuts and popcorn to complete our trips. The Red dipping bird was almost hypnotizing. My younger brother and I used to watch that bird go up and down endlessly until Dad said, “Let’s go”. Today, my brothers and I remised about our memories about the Stuckey’s locations and they were good memories. We laughed so hard which turned into tears. Good memories about your past are a good thing! Love you!... Collapse

I have two things that I can remember of my life around Stuckeys. My parents were managers at the Stuckey's at the Talladega super speedway exit on I20 in Alabama. I remember one day this young man who had left college and was going home to the Atlanta area. He pulled into the lot and came inside. He wanted to use the phone to call his parents to tell them he was out of gas and let know where he was. My mom took the money out of her pocket and filled his tank up and fed him. He wanted her name so that he could send her back the money but she wouldn't tell him. He found out anyway and his parents sent her a letter with the money. She said that if it were kids she hoped that someone would do the same. The other thing was when the country singer Marty Robbins was alive and racing NASCAR, when he would come to Talledega and race he would always come to the store and see my mom. They would sit and talk. She loved that.... Collapse

I grew up in Eastman and will cherish those memories forever. My Dad grew up on a farm with “Stuckey” and when it came time for me to buy a new car to travel back and forth between Georgia and Connecticut at the beginning of my Navy days, my Dad and I went to see Mr. Stuckey for a loan. With no contract or signatures required, Mr. Stuckey gave me a check fo $2000 with which I purchased a brand spanking new 1970 VW Beetle! That’s the kind of person he was, granting a loan based on a childhood friendship with my Dad. I paid the “loan” back quickly, drove the VW all over the eastern US, and ultimately gave it to my Dad who drove the wheels off it! I have never missed an opportunity to brag about Stuckey’s stores and Stuckey himself to my friends and family. Keep it alive, we need more people like Stuckey!... Collapse

Back in the 60s and through the mid-70s my family would take a two-week vacation out west before school started. No vacation would be complete unless we stopped at a Stuckey's (or two or three). We'd see a billboard for the next Stuckey's and with great anticipation we'd anxiously wait to see the familiar turquoise-signature Stuckey's roof. Of course, we always got a Pecan Log and some divinity with each visit. We also collected glass animal sets and could always find a new set to add to our collection. I still have the glass animal sets. I will always treasure those road trips and the many stops at Stuckey's!... Collapse

I grew up in Florida and I've always loved Stuckey's. In the 1990's, I would go home to visit from Baltimore, where I live now and always stop at the Stuckey's in Bushnell. I play music for a living and was always talking about Stuckey's and using my Stuckey's cup when playing my gigs. My drummer told me he wanted some pecan rolls and people donated money for me to get them on my next trip home. I brought him back two pecan rolls and everyone wanted him to play drums with them. so.....................he did!!! then we took a break and everyone came up on stage and helped eat the mess!!!!!... Collapse