I didn’t have a direct first hand in-store Stuckey’s experience, however, I was a grandchild of grandparents who stopped at Stuckey’s on their way to Norfolk, VA Naval Base, from PA, to visit their son-my uncle. who shipped out to Vietnam, from the Naval Base on a destroyer, on multiple occasions, in the 1960’s, during the Vietnam War.
My grandparents brought me Stuckey’s Pecan Logs to sweeten the bitterness and lessen the fear that resulted as their son-my uncle went away to war. Stuckey’s Pecan Logs gave us something real to look forward to and to enjoy, during several worrisome years in US history.
The friendship of the folks at Stuckey’s meant a great deal to my grandparents, during a very difficult time. Thank you.
I grew up in Stuckey's Pecan Shoppes in the 1950s and early 1960s. My parents were managers at six different stores in South Carolina and Florida. When I was five years old Mr. Stuckey asked my Dad to meet with him at the headquarters in Eastman, Georgia. Dad took me with him. I later learned that Mr. Stuckey wanted Dad to open some of the new stores and train the new managers. That's why we moved so much.
When we arrived for that meeting with Mr. Stuckey, he got out of his big office chair and said, "Hello, Jimmy. Nice to meet you. You come over here and sit in my chair while your Dad and I talk." I had never seen a chair that nice, much less sit in one.
After the meeting, Mr. Stuckey took me on a tour of the candy plant. I enjoyed my visit because he treated me like I was important. Twenty five years later, I was an executive with a state agency in South Carolina. My staff members would sometimes bring one of their children to my office to meet me. I would always greet them warmly, and tell them to sit in my chair.
I never forgot the brief time I spent with Mr.Stuckey in 1952. He was a real Southern gentleman. I never forgot how he treated me and my Dad. He was a positive influence on me for the rest of my life.
I know this story is supposed to be about the stores. They were great, and I thought I was living in a fairy land. The stores were great because they reflected Mr. Stuckey's character and his genuine concern for his employees and customers.
I am so glad that his granddaughter is now the CEO, and that she is leading the revitalization of the Stuckey's brand. I know her grandfather is proud of her. So am I.
I lived through the 60's and we travelled a lot between New Mexico (where we lived) and New York (where we grew up) and one of the most anticipated stops was at a Stuckey's along the way. While the Pecan roll was the pick of the day it was not the reason I loved it. As a kid (7-10 years old) it was all the cool toys they had. I remember the gun belts with the cap guns and the bows and arrows. I also loved the rocks. Most of the places had the polished rocks and were so pretty to look at. At the time I didn't realize what I had until they slowly started to close stores. To this day (my 60's) I still look for the stores whenever I am on the road and if I see one I stop. It is the highlight of my drive. Now that you are looking at bringing the brand back it will make driving MUCH, MUCH, MUCH more exciting. What memories I have of visiting Stuckey's. Thank you so much for bringing back my childhood!
Growing up in buffalo as youngster in the 70's, there were some things as a kid I could count on,,,
1. During the months of nov thru march we would get snow almost every day! 2.a family vacation at spring break. Our family mostly would take that vacation to myrtle beach which meant a 14 hr car ride from buffalo. But once we got on the 90 and headed south..my sister and I would start to ask when are we stopping at stuckeys!!!.if we were good we would stop at the first one we would hit which was just outside of the Pittsburg area. We both got to pick 1 thing for the ride..mine was the peanut brittle, my sister taffy. About the time we would hit parkersburg wv that meant lunch time at stuckeys. Delicious my dad and I usually had burgers. The last one we would hit was near the south Carolina border and mom would get us a variety of stuff for our hotel room for the week.we made that trip for about 10 years and stuckeys was a major part of it.i have my own family now,my dad since passed away a few years ago.. but on a recent trip thru Georgia of curse I stopped and told my son about the history of it in my family,, needless to say my mom now 90 was more then surprised when I brought her back a few boxes of goodies and her reaction..oh my god stuckeys!
I remember traveling with my parents in the 60’s every summer. We drove from California to Ohio, Pennsylvania, Washington DC, Arkansas and many other destinations. The best part of the trips were stopping at Stuckey’s. It felt safe like home. It was always fun to look at everything. I was allowed to buy one thing every time we stopped at Stuckey’s, which was every time we needed gas or needed to go to the bathroom. It made the trip more enjoyable. So glad they are coming back!
Love Stuckeys! We need some out west!!!! More stores please! Bring pecans and popcorn to the world! And hot coffee, clean restrooms and gas would be good to. Be cool if y’all put in charging stations for all those crazy new electric cars too. Not much competition out west yet for those but lots of people are buying Tesla’s n stuff. Off grid folks buy em n charge em with their solar systems but can’t drive some places easily because it’s hard to find charges. A stuckeys would be the perfect solution! Plug in the car go in get some coffee and a couple pecan candies or hot dog and a coke! It would be a perfect fit!!
Back in the early 70s lots of my high school friends worked at a Stuckeys in Macon Ga. I could not get job there and was quite jealous.
Growing up in Macon, I had relatives in Eastman, Georgia, the home and original headquarters of Stuckey's, so it was always familiar. My family took road trips with a small camper and, at the risk of revealing my age, this was before Interstate highways were widely available. One of my most memorable moments was stopping to have breakfast at a Stuckey's outside of Las Vegas. here we were, over 2,000 miles from home, and stopping at a place so familiar that it seemed we had never left. Stuckey's was one of the first "chains" and existed long before McDonald's and all the others saturated the American landscape and erased the quirky regional differences. I always had toast with apple jelly, which was a treat because at home we only had grape jelly. I could have asked my mother to buy some apple jelly, but that would make it less special!
My husband and I set out as a young married couple in 1990 to have a road trip adventure. As Californians, we'd never heard of Stuckey's, but as two people on a tight budget on a 6 week road trip (in a Geo Metro), Stuckey's quickly became our favorite stop. We had our plastic Stuckey's mugs that y'all would fill with coffee for a dime! And we could get a tasty and filling meal served by lovely folks any time of day.
In 2018 we drove across country again, to our new home in Atlanta. We were sad to note that there were far fewer Stuckey's now - delighted that the brand is bouncing back. #pecanlogroll
I remember traveling from Virginia to Conway South Carolina growing up in the 70’s long before some sections of I-95 for a complete,
My job is a kid was to look out for the Stuckey’s Blue Roof. My Dad loved the coffee and Pecan Log’s to go . But while we stoped it was Gas, Restroom, Breakfast and the chance to look around. I remember the rubber alligator to this Day !!!! I lost Both Parents my Dad not to long ago , so just seeing or hearing Stuckey’s and a Pecan Log my mind is right back to the smile on my parents face , and the road signs and my favorite alligator .
Thank y’all so much Stuckey family for precious memories ❤️🙏❤️❤️🙏❤️🙏
Heart felt thank you ❤️🇺🇸 Sincerely Hugh McLaren
Whenever I was little, my family and I used to take a cross country trip every summer, while I was out of school, to go see and stay with one of my Dad’s retired Marine Corps buddies, all over the country, and Daddy never passed up a stop at Stuckey’s! If I was asleep in the back seat, Momma would say, “ Brian wake up we’re fixing to stop at Stuckey’s” and I immediately would wake up bright-eyed and anxious about perusing the gift shop for my next treasure! Good times and memories of my childhood indeed!
My mom and dad managed a Stuckey's store in Idaho they started in September of 1973 so I have many found memories of Stuckey's I even worked there while I was in high school. I do miss all the friends we made over the years I actually still see some of them, I really miss the pecan logs and the clusters were my favorite, you know if I made a list of everything I liked I could probably write a book.
I always got a kick out of the Stuckey's truck drivers when they made their deliveries and we usually had the same drivers so we were friends, I do miss those days.
The store closed around 1980 and there are no more stores out west that I know of but I still see some of the old buildings and they are easy to recognize. I occasionally order some candy for Christmas and give it as gifts to some of my relatives and they are pleasantly surprised and start talking about some of the funny stories that happened while at Stuckey's
Our family had strong ties to the Stuckey’s candy business. In 1963, my dad, Dr. T. C. (Buddy) Ross, was the manager of the newly renovated Stuckey's Carriage Inn on Jekyll Island. Also, in 1967, Daddy, along with Dr. Fred Smith, bought the Minehan Pecan Shelling Plant (later Ross-Smith Pecans) in McRae which originally shelled exclusively for Stuckey's Candies in nearby Eastman. My Stuckey's story involves the candy store located inside the Stuckey's Carriage Inn. Our family spent a lot of time at the motel while our dad was manager. My sister Jane Dollie and I, at 9 and 7 years old, of course loved the Stuckey's candies and often begged for money to go to the candy store in the motel. On an occasion when our mother gave in, we were so excited we ran all the way downstairs and into the store. Jane Dollie was ahead of me with the money in hand. She fell and slid into the glass counter! Money, candy, and shattered glass shelves went everywhere! She had a cut on her hand and her foot, and lost the money among the mess. All I was worried about was finding the money so we could get some candy! Even though all the money was not recovered immediately, which I think was fifty cents, the nice lady at the counter gave us both a pecan log!
I grew up in the back of Stuckeys. Loved it. In the summers having the ice cream and pecans. Last one we were at was the one on I-29 in river Sioux IA. So many fond memories that I can name them all.
Pecan logs from Stuckeys was my mom’s favorite road trip snack.
Some of my favorite memories of my childhood growing up in central Nebraska are going up and down I-80 and some of the other highways and stopping at Stuckey’s every now and again for a much-needed bathroom and snack break. Dad would buy gas, usually Texaco, and mom and my brother and I would go in the store and just stretch our legs and look for goodies. It was grand. As a child, our trips mostly involved visiting our family up in the Nebraska panhandle. Then when I got into Scouting and went to the various national conventions, we went all over the highways and interstates, from Nebraska to Ohio to Tennessee. Stuckey’s was always our go-to. Nothing on Earth beats Stuckey’s pecan divinity or a Stuckey’s pecan log roll. Now there are no Stuckey’s here in south Texas. I miss them. I miss those grand old days. I salute Stephanie Stuckey and her partner for bringing the brand back to life.
Every other year from 1962 through most of the 1970’s, my mother, father and two brothers travelled in a 1962 Pontiac Safari wagon to visit my grand parents and other relatives in Colorado and SW Nebraska.
Our car had a metal dashboard, no seat belts and a rumble seat behind the back bench seat that faced out the back window. We slept in the car on the side of the road because back then there was no danger in doing so. When you have 3 boys who are at the age of mischief and get tired of playing billboard bingo, trying to stay occupied in the summer with no air conditioning, someone in the front seat is going to get irritated.
Well they did. Somewhere along I 80 we pulled in to get gas for $.42 a gallon and my dad was so upset with us he left me at Stuckey’s. He obviously came back to get me, but I was only 5 or so, so it was traumatic for me. I guess he figured I would be the most petrified and that my brothers we learn from that and calm down for the rest of the way, which we did. Every time after that when we stopped At a Stuckey’s I developed a high level of anxiety.
My favorite memory is traveling from California to the Texas Panhandle every summer. My brother and I knew that my parents would stop at every Stuckey's on I-40 so we could stretch, (stop fighting) use the restrooms and see what we could talk our parents into buying.
My dad will be 89 and I lost my mom in Aug 2021. We moved back to Texas in 1977 so our trips stopped. But every now and then I see a closed Stuckey's and the memories come back.
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!
There used to be a Stucky's just off of I-95 in the Newark, DE area that I used to stop at. Also when I traveled across the country in the summer of 1974 I stopped at various Stucky's along the way. In 1975, while in the Navy stationed at NAS Oceana, VA Naval Base, I used to travel down Rt. 13 and stop at the Stucky's just over the VA line on my way down; and stopped at the same Stucky's when I traveled back to Delaware. Both to gas up and eat a Stucky's burger, fries, and a soda. I still stop at that same Stucky's when I visit the Outer Banks of NC today. Good food, fun stuff to buy!