Bazooka Bubble Gum memories...
When I turned five I decided that it was time for me to learn how to blow bubbles. My mother was not real keen on the idea, but my father thought it was great. One day my father came home with a big bag of Bazooka Bubble Gum and I was the happiest little girl in the world. I would chew and chew, because daddy told me I had to get all the sweet out of it in order to blow a bubble. I enjoyed the taste of my Bazooka Bubble Gum so much that I didn't mind that part at all. After about a week of blowing my bubble gum across the floor and taking it in my fingers and spreading it out over my tongue I finally got it. At first they were little bubbles and then the big day arrived. I blew a gigantic bubble and went running in to show my daddy. As I ran the bubble spread and by the time I got to the living room it had popped and it was all over my face and hair! My mother worked for hours trying to get it all off and finally I had to have my long blonde hair cut. My mother was devastated, but I was just happy that I had accomplished my goal. I guess back then it was a right of passage to becoming a "big kid". My little girl will soon be five and I will supply her with that same Bazooka Bubble Gum that I loved so much (and still do), but I will make sure her hair is pulled up and away from her face. ~ Linda from Missouri I cannot remember a time when I did not love Bazooka Bubble Gum. I once bought some very expensive shampoo
at a salon just because it smelled like bubble gum! When I left that job to move to PA they gave me a big jar filled with Bazooka as a going-away gift. They thought I wouldn't be able to find Bazooka in PA! I'm happy to say that they were wrong. Twenty five years later I am still buying Bazooka and enjoying it. ~ Lynne from Pennsylvania I always loved the Bazooka Joe Bubble gum and jokes I believe Veronica was my favorite character My cousin Jeremy and I would argue over who got the best joke back then if I remember correctly you could buy a piece of Bazooka Bubble Gum for a few cents. Times sure have changed but the best things remain the same! ~ Ericka from Texas My fondest candy memory is "Dubble Bubble Gum" that my father used to sell at his candy store in Clifton NJ. I would spend my Saturday mornings and summers watching all of the vendors drop off their goods and the children running in to buy their favorite candy. I used to wait for the "Dubble Bubble Gum" man to come and deliver my favorite pink, chewy, huge bubble blowing gum! Even though my father has passed on and his store is no longer around, I can just blow a bubble with my favorite gum and be a kid once again. ~ Dana from New Jersey I remember Bazooka Bubble Gum when I was a kid. My best friend and I would walk to the corner candy store and buy a box of the gum with our allowance. It only cost 50 cents, so we would each give a 25 cents toward the treat. We could chew the gum as we peeled off the comics. Then we'd roll the comics into paper beads and string them onto yarn to make necklaces. All the other kids in the neighborhood were so jealous and asked us to make them one. We'd charge 10 cents, and that's how we could afford the bubblegum all summer long! ~ Amber from Michigan |
