Paper sack or a bread bag. Usually with a braunschweiger and mustard sammich, Vienna sausages, or that Buddig lunch meat. Cheap potato chips. Maybe a star crunch or fudge round if we were flush. Celery and peanut butter if not. Always looking to trade that damn braunschweiger for a PBJ, never successful. Winter was good, thermos might have ham and beans or chili, or spaghetti. Then the PBJ tycoons were all trying to get what I had. No way in hell.
