Tonight for supper the BSU convinced me to go to Carl's Jr. for burgers. And, instead of my usual Diet Coke, I wanted something different to drink. I thought about lemonade but then- then I saw Orange Fanta!
I really don't know the last time I had and Orange Fanta soda but it used to be a favorite when I was a young teenager. While we ate our burgers, I told stories that came flashing back to me with the taste of that tangy soda of my young teenaged life. Orange Fanta was one of the pops we could get from the only soda machine in our little town of Dublin, Indiana and me, and my buddy Danny Bryant and my brothers Tim and Mark used to drink plenty of it out of Mr. Doll's Grocery's machine. The awning in front of Doll's was where we met, hung out, rested between and after our yard mowing jobs and its where we drank Fanta.
Except of course, the summer we drank Sprite until we thought to burst so we could collect bottle cap liners for the Cox powered Sprite racers that were available for a huge, (seemingly) number of cap liners. Somehow, we drank enough and scrounged enough Sprite caps to get 3 of those noisy little racers in our house.
But tonight it was Orange Fanta and the memories that came back for a little while were a real treat. I had a pretty darned good childhood and I was reminded of the good times tonight for the cost of a soda. Good times.
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