Escape of Notions

This is but one of the lunch boxes I had growing up: it's probably my favorite.  I almost never got to use them, but on those days my mother would relent and let me pack a lunch, boy, was it the best food you could eat.  The flavor of the food was mellow and warm, and the smell was a congolmeration of aromas.  Ooohhh, I shiver to think about it. 

My friend, Kay, used to love bologna and cheese sandwiches after they got warm in the car.  I liked my apple with warm milk from my thermos, or a peanut butter and jelly sandwich on white bread.  And, nothing was better than my slightly brown warm banana with my warm thermos milk.  Um, Um, good!

They don't make lunch boxes like these anymore, and I'd love to collect them, but I figure the picture will do because of have no room for display.  These vintage lunch boxes may be old and rusty, like me...haha, but the memories are just as fresh as the food I ate from them.