My folks had a dairy and I would work in the dairy. On the weekends, we had this enterprising young man that would come in and he would sell us his four or five or six bottles, and he'd swap that for lollies. In those days you could get four wine gums for a cent, so, actually, their bottles went a long way. But what we didn't know was this enterprising young man was going around to the garage where we stored our empty bottles and bringing them back around the front and selling them to us several times a weekend. I don't think he was a Scout. 