Oh my, oh my, oh my! That's a find. I love the irony of the small print indicating that Derby just also happens to make Peter Pan peanut butter. Our cross dressing doughboys ate manly Derby processed meat products to make the world safe for the ultimate triumph not just of the one vegetarian staple item in the Derby product line, but the one that happens to be represented by an eternal prepubescent who is literally light in his loafers and hangs with fairies. Now THAT'S what I call the Greatest Generation!