amylsacks' photos with the keyword: souvenir

"English's Choice Antiques. Rt. 1, Box 299, Hiway 99E, Hubbard, Oregon, 97032, Phone 981-9821. Estates bought and sold. Furniture, old glass, china, lamps, brass, etc. OLD TREASURES YOU'D LIKE TO LIVE WITH. Closed Monday & Tuesday. Techniphoto. Henry McGrew Printing, K.C. Mo., 61038, Action Color Adv., 2502 SE Belmont, Portland, Ore., 234-3689. I did some research, but couldn't find any history of this shop or the folks who ran it, alas. So the date range is just a guess. There's no phone area code listed, and Oregon got its first one in 1947. But this card looks much more recent than that. Anyway, off to the more important stage: turning it into a pixel-art game where a cat raids the shop and you have to distract them before they can break everything. :D Slightly enlarged to show detail.

A program cover with the signature of somebody named "Varga." But is it THE "Varga"? Honestly, I don't know. Printed by "Cuneo Press, Philadelphia."

"...Many of the berries from this plantation are sent to the two nearby Ocean Spray canning plants where they are made into delicious jelly, sauce, cranberry juice cocktails, and a thousand other concoctions that were dreamed up to tickle the palates of those who really appreciate delicious tasting food. Others go directly to market as fresh berries under the Eatmor label... "Until I see you again, 'So long.'"

"...Like other projects that ever amounted to anything, the cranberry industry has provided many headaches to those interested in it. Scientific research, much of which has been conducted right here, has produced amazing advances and far better types of fruit. Say, some of the berries I saw were as big as marbles..."

"...People have come from all over the United States and from several foreign countries just to ride the Edaville [train]. Everyone of them was as pleasantly surprised as I to learn of the many other treats that were in store for them. In the autumn season they get a firsthand look-see at cranberry harvesting which, I understand, is one of the most colorful events in agriculture. Most harvest hands are natives of the Cape Verde Islands... Put thirty or forty of them in them in a bog which at that time of year has turned a pretty red, stack a few boxes of berries near them and you have a carnival of color that's hard to beat." Well, sort of. :/

So... the "waiting room" is a parking lot. Okay. "...The cranberry game does have its exciting moments, though, for it provides an element of suspense seldom found in other agricultural pursuits..." It does look exciting, doesn't it?

"Ever taste a cranberry frappe? What? You haven't? Well, let me tell you, you've really missed something in life. I know because I just smacked my lips over one and can truthfully testify that it's about the tastiest concoction that ever slid over my palate..."

Front of a postcard-sized, 20-page "letter-booklet" promoting a cranberry farm and "Home of the World's Smallest Railroad." Published by Richard Bennett Talcott of Boston, Massachusetts.