1938


1939

If you look at Sears catalogs of the late thirties a can of Velvet or Prince Albert was 15 cents and a decent briar pipe about 25 cents to 50 cents, and the better pipes a dollar.
In those hard times, farmers did not get ever more than a penny an ounce for leaf. The tobacco makers could take two cents worth of leaf, and if made into two packages of cigarettes could fetch 30 cents, but even canned tobacco brought in 15 cents.
But if that sounds cheap, in 1938 the first minimum wage law was passed, at 25 cents an hour.
In today’s money the 1938 minimum wage would only be $5.69 an hour. And millions upon millions of workers got a raise.
All the summer jobs kids get today pay nearly three times that much.
I read where the gubbermint is finally going to quit minting pennies .
A penny in 1938 was nearly worth a quarter in our money.
My parents both said during the thirties there was not a spare penny anywhere in the house not accounted for.
We are fortunate sons, to never know what a real Depression was.
Let’s hope we never find out, you know?


1939

If you look at Sears catalogs of the late thirties a can of Velvet or Prince Albert was 15 cents and a decent briar pipe about 25 cents to 50 cents, and the better pipes a dollar.
In those hard times, farmers did not get ever more than a penny an ounce for leaf. The tobacco makers could take two cents worth of leaf, and if made into two packages of cigarettes could fetch 30 cents, but even canned tobacco brought in 15 cents.
But if that sounds cheap, in 1938 the first minimum wage law was passed, at 25 cents an hour.
In today’s money the 1938 minimum wage would only be $5.69 an hour. And millions upon millions of workers got a raise.
All the summer jobs kids get today pay nearly three times that much.
I read where the gubbermint is finally going to quit minting pennies .
A penny in 1938 was nearly worth a quarter in our money.
My parents both said during the thirties there was not a spare penny anywhere in the house not accounted for.
We are fortunate sons, to never know what a real Depression was.
Let’s hope we never find out, you know?






- Sherm Natman



