I am going to miss you the most. Didn't buy you very often, but knew you were always there.
My childhood memories will start to fade because they keep saying we are global now. My father work for Hart's Bread and About Wonder Bread we sing this little rhyme.
Wonder Bread, Wonder Bread hanging on a line not worth a dime. Now that was along time ago when Bread was a dime.
Good By My Friend.