I remember both green stamps and gold bond stamps. I'm think my mother got a reasonably attractive ceramic table lamp with the greens once.

We made out quite well with some coupons that were sewn into the closures of chicken feed bags. We eventually had a large box full. My mother got a full set of china and a kitchen step stool. For some time I had been pleading for a "22". I said that I wanted a semi-auto rifle with scope, but hinted a little more seriously for the single shot that I figured was realistic. One day my father sent me out to do some odd farm chores, then came out and told me to go get my BB gun to try and get some of the sparrows in the chicken house. I reached for the BB gun and found a Mossberg autoloader with scope instead. It had arrived that day, paid for with the chicken feed coupons, and Dad had found and excuse to get me out of the house while he assembled it. It's on a rack in the spare room; I've lived in town(s) for over 50 years, and haven't fired the rifle in at least 30 years.