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story? Share it here.
Growing up in the 50's, every Saturday night, my daddy would leave right after supper. After about an hour, he would return with a six-pack of Pepsi Cola and five Baby Ruth bars. Mother would put the Pepsis in the freezer to chill and lay the Baby Ruth bars on the kitchen counter. When Gun Smoke came on, we each got a cold Pepsi and a Baby Ruth. I ate all the chocolate and peanuts off mine then slowly enjoyed the caramel. What a memory! ~ Virginia from Alabama