Things sure do change over the years. I remember after being out in the cotton filed there were some days when Daddy would take us down the road to the little store in the back of his truck. He would get us all a NIHI soda to drink. The only thing is we had to have it gone by the time we got back to the house or else Mama would be mad because we wouldn't want to eat supper. If I remember right there were orange and grape flavors back then. Sometimes we could get the BIG RED soda instead too.