Somehow, Sky Bars had been completely erased from my memory banks until a recent vacation trip found me lured to a shop that specializes in old-time candies. I was wandering around the shop displays, reminiscing about Chuckles and Chunky and Dots, when my gaze fell on a box of Sky Bars. The yellow package! The red lettering! The four chocolate segments pictured on the wrapper! The images jarred long-lost memories and suddenly they all came flooding back.
How could I have forgotten going to the candy store as a young boy in New York and buying Sky Bars? How could I have forgotten the four segments, each with a different flavored filling? How could I have forgotten breaking the segments apart and eating them in ascending order of desirability, from least-favorite peanut to most-coveted fudge? Just seeing the packages started me on a wonderful boyhood trip down memory lane, a trip that became even more poignant when I bought a bar and munched my way back to my childhood.
Ken from Florida
What was my favorite candy memory? Try to explain to kids today, what a penny is. Nothing was pre-wrapped, no gloves, just layers deep in open jars, for just a penny. What do I pick, wax bottles, red licorie, candy cigarettes, Mary Janes, Bazooka gum, pretzel rods, red juicy wax lips, smartees and all that comes in a little brown bag. But there is one candy that is my favorite, Sky Bars. Covered in chocolate and 4 different flavors and each one melts in your mouth. Did not know what favorite was next, caramel, chocolate, vanilla, etc. all so good. To this day, it is so hard to find Sky Bars.
Darlene from New Jersey
As a kid, we would gather up spare change, (pennies and nickels) and head down to the corner store with my sister. We would buy the penny candy pointing through a window to each piece of candy. A few of my favorites were Bazooka Bubblegum, Wax Bottles, Mary Janes, Squirrel Nut Chews, Smarties, Candy Cigarettes and my favorite was the Sky Bar. It has 4 filled sections, fudge, vanilla, peanut and caramel. I just loved them. After spending 15 cents, we would leave the store with our little brown bag full of goodies. We thought we were in heaven. Most of the fun was enjoying our candy on the way home. This memory of my childhood stays with me, my lifetime.
Darlene from New Jersey