I got some bad news this past weekend. I found out that the grocery store down the street from where I grew up was closing. When I was a kid, I spent a lot of time there buying everything from candy, trading cards (Star Wars and Moonraker were my favorites), and, of course, kiddie cereal. This ad from the 1978 Truman High School yearbook shows the front as I first remembered it.
I first knew it as Fisher's United Super. A few years after this, it became DeMarco's United Super. It was at this time that the hottest new thing to hit the city hit the store. That's right, video games. Boy, I spent a ton of time here playing a lot of different games. My buddy down the street and I would walk down there almost every day during the summer to dump a ton of quarters on the various games. They only had two at one time but they would get new ones every few months or so. Ms. Pac-Man was probably there the longest. I bet it was there at least a year, maybe longer.
I was also addicted to Time Pilot and Scramble. Other games I remember there were Pac-Man, Defender, Joust, Galaga, and Moon Patrol. I managed to get a Ms. Pac-Man machine from the very friend that always went with me. He became a big time video game collector and probably has every game we played at the store in his collection. I did get this cool Scramble back glass to remind me of all the quarters I pumped into it back then.
There were a lot of other great things about that store. I would guess that it was built in the 60's but I'm not sure. I do know that a lot of the interior was unchanged when my buddy Neato Coolville and I went in there a year or so ago. I always loved the dairy section. It resembled a barn and the sign was unchanged since my childhood. Fortunately, the milk wasn't from 1978.
It became a Thriftway when I was in college but it still had that neighborhood charm that it always had. In fact, a lot of my high school friends worked there at one time or another. I'm surprised I never worked there. I probably wouldn't have gotten much work done with the video games there.
As I'm finding out too much lately, a lot of my childhood stuff is disappearing. That's what stinks about getting old. For more grocery store memories, check out the aforementioned Neato Coolville's recollection of his childhood grocery store. A special thanks to NC for taking the two pictures of the front of the store and the dairy section. The big grocery store chains may be convenient, but they don't hold a candle to neighborhood stores.