Hah. When I was growing up during the fifties, pop bottles all had a two cent deposit. It was a minor little kiddie industry to go around and collect stray bottles, turn them in for change at any retail outlet. Alleys behind gas stations were fertile hunting grounds for some reason.
Alleys behind gas stations were fertile hunting grounds for some reason....AHH HAA, you stole them too! We found where they stacked them, took a dozen or so from the alley and cashed them in at the front door. Got Double Bubble and jaw breakers. (Not sayin’ you were a thief, but those bottles needed “scrounged”, right?)