A few weeks ago I wrote about one of the signs in my grandparents’ part of the world. The old Coke sign had been there all my life, and finally it faded beyond recognition. And then the city elders, or the Chamber, or the Coke people, someone, repainted it.
This is a few years into the new version of that sign, and it still looks obnoxiously bright. For some reason all of the Coke signs of the world should be distressed or full-on ghost signs.
Except for this one, in Cartersville, Georgia, which Coke has authenticated as the original outdoor Coke sign and restored.
I took that picture in 2006. I wonder what it looks like today. Here it is in 2012.
Just down the street from the new-old Coke sign is one of the best signs ever:
I don’t know what a deer-turkey is, but I’ve always been curious to find out.
If you notice the last line it says “Drive a little to save a $” and then there’s a picture of a deer head. So they do either taxidermy or emoji. Who can say?
Anyway, said all of my sad goodbyes and sad and extra hugs and then hit the road. Stopped at campus, where we got new computers installed in the newsroom and in my office. Signed paperwork, delivered paperwork and hit the road again, for home.
Dinner with friends, and then a quiet night with the cat.
