A Story by Stephanie Stuckey
Stuckey's is Sold
By 1964, the Stuckey’s brand grew too big for my grandfather, who many people say was exactly the same guy who sold pecans out of his little lean-to shack 27 years before. In other words, he was still a good ol’ country boy from central Georgia and success hadn’t spoiled him. However, trying to handle all of those franchises was a bit much for Sylvester, so he decided to sell the brand to Pet, Inc. At the time, Pet not only made milk, but they also made Whitman candies, and Sylvester thought, “Well, they make candy, and we make candy…”
Unfortunately, it seems that Pet didn’t know what to do with Stuckey’s, either, and simply neglected the franchise. At the same time, the 1970s Arab oil embargo was taking place, raising fuel prices so high that most Americans simply couldn’t take road trips as often as they were back in Stuckey’s heyday. Add to that that it was often cheaper and faster to get where you were going by plane, and Stuckey’s just started disappearing off the highway maps of America.
Some of Stuckey’s buildings were turned into other convenience stores. Others became adult entertainment stores for lonely truckers who were still traveling up and down the country’s highways. Many were simply abandoned, and their empty shells still line American roads today. By the time of my grandfather’s death in January 1977, Stuckey’s had lost about a hundred stores.
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