As Years Go By, Things Get Even More Expensive
Last week I went to an ice cream shop and ordered a small cone of maple walnut. The young lady came back said that would be $5.08. I said I can get a half gallon at the supermarket for $3. She said, well, that’s what you should have done, so I gave her back the cone and went to the supermarket.
On the drive back I was thinking of the increase to the cost of everything. Back when I was a young boy you could get a two-scoop ice cream cone for 5 cents. Then I remembered being sent to the store to buy one pack of Lucky Strike cigarettes for 13 cents.
My Dad gave me $15 cents and when I came back and told him the price was now $15 cents, he said, “What damn fool would pay 15 cents for cigarettes.” So he then rolled his own and, of course, died of lung cancer. Now you can do the same for $10 a pack.
Back then I was also a paper boy. The paper was 3 cents a day and 18 cents for six days. No Sunday paper. I had 100 customers so I had to carry 200 pennies for change as everyone gave me two nickels. I decided to charge 20 cents a week. Some said it was crazy to pay 20 cents. So I told them to walk to the store 1 1/2 miles away when it was 100 degrees in the summer and below zero with 20 miles per hour winds in the winter and save 2 cents. In two weeks, seven of the 10 customers who canceled the delivery came back. Now the paper is $1 a day, up from 3 cents.
I can’t imagine 80 years from now what the cost of anything will be. Instead of carrying around a $10 bill you will need $100 and it won’t buy as much.
Thankfully, I won’t be around to experience it.
Edward P. Walsh