Tartan

You had the option to add the colouring or use it white. My mother bought butter at our house so the margarine mixing duty was went I went to visit Granny. She saved the job for me. Now, I realize her hands were probably to arthritic to do it herself.

marilynr

You have to be in your 70's to remember this. My brothers & I loved mixing the little colored button into the oleo.
We would toss it around from one of us to the other. Mother did not appreciate that part. LOL.

BevF

Funny...not too many I've met know what OLEO is. I was beginning to think that was the way my families "language".

pennycandy

My mother who would be 76 if she was still around told me about it. I remember it being called oleomargarine.

jokir44

No you don't have to be 70 to remember. I loved doing that job. My younger sister, brother and I used to argue over whose turn it was to do it. Tonight dh and I were watching a commercial for a tablet. I asked him if he remembered when we talked about a tablet when we were young it was a Big Chief.

Tropical

I don't remember this at all. My DH does though as it was his job to to take care of it when he was young and he felt important doing it. He is six years older than I am and will be 73 on Dec. 22 this Sunday. I love to hear/read about the olden days.

misspriss

This little package was during the second WW. And yes, we squeezed the little red colored ball. We saved our sugar for candy at Christmas. My grandmother took the elastic from my grandfathers worn out underwear so I could have elastic in my undies. Otherwise it was buttons. We were rationed shoes (the leather was for the military boots), sugar, coffee and some other things I can't remember. It was all for the "war effort." We saved used cooking grease, that was used in ammunition. I was 9 when the war started and 14 when it ended. My father was in the Army and we lived in a converted chicken coop in Gainesville TX, just so we could be a family. (It had been cleaned and fixed up tho) We had good times tho. Yes I remember....

zennia

I couldn't wait for my grandmother to get home from grocery shopping so I could do my job. goodness its been along time.

quilter1

I remember that very well. My Grandma gave me this job too.

MaryKatherine

I do, I do! We kids used to fight for the job, But after the dye bubble broke it was boring. How short our attention spans were back then.
MaryKatherine