My Grandmother always bought from the Jewel Tea man that came by once a week or so.
I think she like to put a little tea in the sugar. It's a wonder I didn't have to amputate a foot before my teen years.
That was good stuff.
My son and I call unsweet tea, which my wife loves, "ditch water". Nasty stuff.

Side Note: I remember my grandmother buying me a toy sxs shotgun set that included a wind up rabbit off that truck. I'll bet me and my grandfather shot that rabbit a 100 times or more one afternoon.
One of the great days of many I remember over there.


Don't let life get in the way of living