| My love for Super Bubble Gum may have started as a child when Mother gave me a nickel and I used to walk to the candy store in town to get me some Super Bubble Gum. My dad was a carpenter and one time when I was sick, he brought home some Super Bubble Gum in his nail apron pocket. We had a raccoon named Rickie. Rickie used to go through daddy's pockets, too... looking for peanuts. Yep, you guessed it. Rickie found my Super Bubble and he was hooked on it, too. I still am... and now I'm 63 years old. I still chew Super Bubble Gum every day and I always have some in my purse to share with others. ~ Patricia from Arkansas |
