OK, after reading Lisanne‘s post on her old sticker collection, I could not resist doing the same! (Yes, mom, I still have these!). I was a sticker maniac as a kid. There was this great store at the Eastfield Mall in Springfield, MA. It was called “Gee Wiz!” and it had a huge wall of stickers on a roll — Mrs. Grossman, Lisa Frank,Sanrio, etc. I’d go in there and buy all kinds of unique stickers. I also remember sitting outside the back door of my elementary school at recess trading stickers with my friends in between playing “Red Light, Green Light” and “Mother May I.” I only had three albums, but a huge drawer full of sticker sheets. It was always hard to pull the stickers off the pages to trade with friends. But I’m so glad I save them!
It was a real blast from the past looking through some of these pages! Check out the opening page from my very first album. I love that I have examples of my handwriting from when I was a kid. I’m guessing I was 8 or 9 when I wrote this. (And yes, I did keep count of all my stickers. Crazy, huh?
Here are a few more pages. I hope this takes a few of you back! And if you’re reading this thinking, “WTF?” don’t tell me — I don’t want to think about how I’m dating myself here!
For the life of me I can’t remember where these are from; it was something special though. I want to say it was from a Scholastic book order, but I’m not sure.
I don’t think I took that Pac-Man sticker or the long Lisa Frank sticker off their backings probably until I was in high school and trying to clean stuff out of my room.
I used to buy sticker grab bags at Spencer Gifts and I’m pretty sure these were in one. Love the “Magnum, P.I.” sticker, huh?
That’s right. I was a Hello Kitty fan long before she got popular again in recent years. These stickers are circa ’83, probably.
It’s amazing that these scratch & sniff stickers still have their fragrances some 20-odd years later.
What’s amazing about it all is that I look at some of these stickers and I remember who I got them from, or where I bought them. (And yet I can’t remember to bring my cell phone when I go out… shows where my memory’s priorities are!)