Remember reading the cereal box? It never changed, but you’d read and reread it until it was empty. The best part? The plastic 45 records you could cut out from the box and play on your little turntable. That’s how I got my Bobby Sherman copy of “Seattle!”
I’m guessing we pestered our mother to buy a cereal based on the prize, not the flavor, although she wasn’t much for the sugary breakfast choices. There were all sorts of joys to be found with a box. You could cut out games and trading cards from the cardboard, or find a cool toy like a decoder ring, car, plastic doohickey. Alpha Bits! An attempt to emphasize spelling with the gadgets.
Now, you get a barcode to scan for a phone app. On the bright side, it’s keeping plastic out of the landfill. I wonder if it’s providing musical inspiration, too?
Peace, love and Bobby Sherman.
All you say is true! Loved the 45’s!
Loved the 45’s and Bobby Sherman. “Julie do ya love me” and “Easy come, easy go”, meant to be sung looking at his poster in your wall!! Simpler times for sure.