
Takes me back to 1965.

Might as well have been the air freshener in every boy's car.

I still take a surreptitious whiff whenever I see it in a store.

Clean and green, no sting!
Memories of summer sunburns and scraped knees.

The innocent side of the Sixties.

Open a can and you're instantly taken back to your childhood.

A total visceral experience. The smell of the ink, the smoothness of the paper,the feel of your pencil gliding over it, and the sound of the "crank-crank-crank"
as the teacher or school secretary ran off all those assignments and class projects.