How cool, that Whitmans has been around that long!
When I was younger, my father always got my mother a heart-shaped box of Whitman's for Valentine's. She made him quit doing it when her doctor got after her about her weight. Her weight was fine, mind you. Her doctor wanted her underweight, swore up and down she was pre-diabetic, but after they moved and her next doctor didn't care she got up to the weight the first doctor was convinced would kill her and was actually in much better health! She'd get bronchitis every winter while underweight. But I digress....
After she quit dieting so stringently, Whitman's "didn't taste the same" (I think because they'd been sold those years she wasn't getting them), and dad switched to Russell Stover, often as not. But we still get the Whitman Samplers for stocking stuffers some years. When my parents lived in Tennessee, there was a Russell Stover outlet store on the route between their place and ours they hit pretty regularly. That stopped when they moved from Tennessee to South Dakota, alas.