I found this Grace Line matchbook and did a little googling. It seems that this company started out by importing bat poop to the USA, where it was in high demand, because you know we love our batshit. Grace Line had an impressive line of cruise ships, and they flew their freak flag for decades,…
Category: The Matchbooks
A nice day in Cumberland
I like these extra-wide matchbooks. This one is for the Hazelton company, manly men with their crawlers, dozers, pay-loaders, rollers and graders… everything you need to establish dominance over dirt. Inside the matchbook it proclaims that “You can depend on their “Hazelton Men of Service”. None of this rolling up on the worksite at half…
I’ll have the soup!
I found this in my matchbook collection, I was laughing but my wife told me to grow up. Not sure why they chose this name, it would probably work for a pick-up joint or let’s face it, a gay bar. It’s also an inn, so get a room already. Same people had a place called…
The sordid tale of the Silver Slipper
Back in the day, specifically 1950 to 1988, the Silver Slipper Casino sat next to the Frontier, spinning a giant slipper on the roof. In 1964, they were busted for cheating, shaving dice and whatnot. Then in 1968, Howard Hughes had taken up residence in the Desert Inn. He did not like the slipper pointing…
It’s just a Conoco station.
I was happy to get this “Wall Drug” matchbook cover, this is one of our must go places for the big 2023 road trip. Wall Drug, with the huge dinosaur and the free icewater, is a major tourist destination. Then I noticed that it also advertised the “Wall Auto Livery”. Next to the 50 foot…
Zeke has had enough
I think Zeke has had enough of his little brother’s failure to plan ahead. Now everybody has to set their jugs down so he can light that pipe, disregarding revenuers. This was probably printed in the 1960’s. I understand my grandfather Smith had a still, he would probably get a belly laugh on this. Life…
Think ahead, Santa.
One would think someone that is in the habit of climbing into chimneys on cold winter nights, would not distribute matches. Maybe he should stick to peppermint sticks emblazoned with his bearded mug?
No parrots in the kitchen!
The Buccaneer Inn in Sarasota featured a pirate mascot on the advertising, complete with a wooden leg, eyepatch, grog, parrot. What were you expecting? I would have liked to go in there and ask, “How much for corn on the cob?”
The pool is nice, but those stairs.
This matchbook must be from the 20’s or 30’s, the heyday of the New Jersey Athletic Club; after that it was a hotel, the club went kaput because of changing demographics. I wonder if some of their 3000 plus members got a workout on these stairs. It had about 300 basic rental rooms, back then…
Don’t Starve, Eat at Ed’s!!
I have to wonder about the economic realities of the town where Ed’s restaurant existed. On one hand, the customer has the choice of eating at Ed’s… or starving. On the other hand, a serious labor shortage. You could work at Ed’s and earn BIG. No resume needed- just fill out the little coupon on…