Hot Dog Gum memories... I remember playing little
league baseball when I was about 10 years old. There was a snack bar
next to the baseball diamonds that sold hot dogs and candy. One day I
struck out to end the game. My father was watching, and after the game
came up to me and said "You tried your best son, forget about it and
go get them next time!" In his hand (and his hands were huge) were two
hot dog shaped gums. I still remember the taste of that gum, and how
comforting they were. From that day on, when ever I had a bad day at
the plate, I would spend a few cents on some hot dog bubble gum. ~
Phil from California
I grew up in southern California
with 7 sisters and three brothers. Every so often the Oscar Mayer
Wiener Mobile would come through our neighborhood tossing out Hot Dog
gum and whistles. What a special treat to us kids and a sight to watch
11 children fighting over who would get the gum. We would wait for
hours in our front yard for the wiener mobile to throw out his hot
dogs or the Winchell's Donut truck to sell us our favorite candy! ~
Annie from California
More memories... I remember being about four years old. My mom kept Hot Dog gum in a big jar on top of the fridge. We
lived in the country, so I didn't get candy very often. I can still clearly remember the taste, smell, and feel of the gum in my hand. She
must have liked it too, because the jar was always full. At the time I thought it was just magic. I have never found another gum I like as
well. ~ Rachel from Oklahoma
We moved when I was three years old. I met two
kids on the street who lived on the circle next to each other. One
was Doug and the other Aaron. Although we were not poor, being in a
family of five with a single income and getting a new house could
put a strain on the budget. We were never hungry, but didn't always
have extras.
Aaron's dad always had Hot Dog Gum in his pocket
and would always stop in his old pickup truck and give us
neighborhood kids some. That was always a treat and I am sure it and
Doug and Aaron helped moving to a new house a joy.
Times have changed a lot in 30 some odd years.
Neighbors are generally not as close, and Trick Or Treating to any
house other than people you know is risky. Although there are toys
and things available we would have loved as kids, kids today are
missing some of the simpler things. ~ Terry from Indiana
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