Their Character Marks! or Badges of Honor. Looks good any cool story of how you came across this sign?
Actually had a short thread about that awhile back. Had been looking for a sign like this for years. In our community (back when it was a farming community) there was a little tiny neighborhood bar named Happy Corner. Kind of a neighborhood institution. No running water, just sold beer and set ups. Remember going there with my parents on an occasional Sunday afternoon drive and getting to share a bottle of pop with my brothers. Fast forward 45 years and the building still sits there and up until just a few months ago a Grain Belt just like this hung in front of it. Having collected a number of signs over the years I obviously "lusted" after that particular sign. Always knew I'd be at the bottom of the food chain to get it so never persued it. Well, 6 months or so ago the sign fell to the ground and was ruined.
Found this one on Criagslist about a month or so ago. Picture in the ad showed it with weeds growing up around it. Couple days of negotiating and we arrived at a deal. Kids says it is stored at his Dad's and would I pick it up there....sure, no problem. Get there and in 5 minutes I realize this is 1 cool guy.....one of us...so to speak. We visit awhile and he askes if I'd be interested in anymore signs. Well you already know my answer to that. We go inside his garden shed, and it is decorated with signs.....pictures here of his garden shed would generate a 100 post thread. Didnt really see anything that excited me as far as signs I would want to ad to my collection. He says "I'm pretty particular about who gets in my garage (who isnt?), but I've got a couple things up there you might be interested in. We walk in the back door of his garage.....he waites for me to get in.....flips a switch and the whole end wall lights up with restored barber poles!!! This post is getting long, so to shorten the story up a bit, by the time I left that night I had the sign, a restored barber pole and a restored brass cash register in my pickup. You can imagine the roll of my wife's eyes.
