They started selling Vernors here in Minnesota, but only in cans. IMHO, the can ruins the flavor - making it no better than any other ginger ale. :-(

I’m from Mich. too. Used to make runs to the Fanta distributor in Detroit to restock the pop machine.

and … Barbara, New Era Potato Chips and their infamous Kosher ones made for Jewish Holy Days - I have a photo of them in fact! My grandmother made them in her basement for New Era supplying all the taverns around Chippewa Lake, and the Muskeogan River areas, up to Long Lake in TC! What about the "porceline room?" Do YOU remember what that was?

While our Thanksgiving dininer was being prepared the men in the family would take us down to "the parade," where we’d wait for Santa, sitting on their shoulders, along Woodward Avenue. Later, when I was older, I’d meet my dad under Kern’s clock and we’d go to Eastern Market for a "corned beef sandwich, and buttermilk (which I hated), and back to JL Hudson’s to shop for my mother’s gifts, freezing every minute. By that time, we didn’t need to hop a bus home - tires were back ‘legal,’ and everyone had their cars, but those early years, were interspersed with shopping at Sear’s on Gratiot Ave., and grabbing a v-shaped carton of A&W and a Daddy-Burger, or Mommy-Berger or "Kids-berger."

Ha, Barbara, I mentioned Best’s … and Peck & Peck had the best shoes, opps, besides Fyfe’s! Do you remember the Tycora sweater sets with the "scatter pins?" We had a hay-day with them at my 50th - I flew back for that one!

Now, I remember those darned white suede shoes, with the miserable puff we had to use to keep them clean, and ‘saddles,’ too - I went to a h.s. where we had to wear uniforms, though, and hose, too! We could wear "bobbysocks" but had to have hose covering our legs (then we suffered unimagineable pain with garter belts - or later the miserable Playtex (rubber) girdles! i CANNOT begin to tell online what happened to me in one of those things.

For formal events, 4-5 a year, most of us relied on "Best’s" (I still own a lovely, thick, black velvet coat that was a feature in an ad from them!) to buy our gowns in advance to be "checked out" by our teachers to ensure we had no flesh showing below the armpits, nor the pits themselves! If we did, we were tucked, and stuffed, and sent to the seamstress. I never got that far ‘south.’

How about Wright Kay Jewelers? In Boston for me, later, it was Shreve, Crump & Low. ahhhh memories. Capezios kept me dancing at Elaine Ardnt School of Dance in GP. I can hear the taps and thuds to this day.