Wednesday, November 3, 2010
The Green Stamps Are Mine
But, every third rotation, the Green Stamps were mine. That is, one trip to the Redemption Center was devoted to something for the house, the next trip to the Center would be Janet's turn to get something, and the third trip would be for me to get something. Which worked out pretty good, since we probably didn't make it to Fort Smith much more than three times a year. So, on those times when we were dealing with MY Green Stamps, I must admit I was a much more efficient stamp-licker.