I will post a pic later. Mom found a pack of smokes from my youth at her house, Chesterfield kings. It was with a poster asking my paper route customers to vote me in as "paperboy of the month"; I would've been 8 or 9 years old at the time. There was a caramel and fifteen cents inside the pack that was Scotch taped shut.
Funny enough, there is a picture of a stick man shooting what appears to be a bear with a pistol or a ray gun or something.
IIRC, I won a headphone set with a built in radio when my customers voted for me (remember the beach scene on Starsky & Hutch movie?).
Those paper routes were the bomb. I was making $100-$150 per month back then and bought my second bicycle myself ($160 red 10 speed). My parents made me file an income tax return and pay self-employment tax; it shows up on my annual social security benefits mailing.
Dead Bears, the only good kind.