(Please see my webpage on numbers on the bottom of bottles).You see, THOUSANDS of bottles carry nothing but a number on the base (or heel) , and this information (in most cases) does not help ID the source or age………nearly all glass factories used mold numbers on their containers at one time or another.The people themselves are almost always alive, but unconscious, usually in some form of Suspended Animation.
This list primarily includes marks that represent the actual glass company that made the container.
Many marks are encountered that indicate the company whose product was contained within it, or are trademarks (“brand names”) that give no indication of who actually made the glass, and those are (with quite a few exceptions) , not included in my list.
From the standpoint of most collectors of antique bottles, the name and location of the company the bottle was made for, and the name of the product that was originally contained in the bottle (one or both of which may be embossed on the bottle) is often considered to be of more interest or importance than the glass factory where the bottle was actually manufactured.
However, this site is geared with more emphasis on the actual themselves.
Researcher/historian Tod Von Mechow has compiled a large quantity of in-depth information on antique beer bottles, including both pottery and glass bottles.
I would encourage anyone interested in makers’ marks on beer bottles (and soda bottles) to check out his site…..
Hopefully this database will be of some help to those who are attempting to assign an approximate date range to a particular bottle, assuming it carries an identifiable glass manufacturer’s mark. Co.” Also, the abbreviation “Co” (Company) sometimes may be found embossed with either an upper- or lower-case “O” on various bottles made by the same manufacturer.
be a glass manufacturer’s mark and so may not be listed here. Many bottles carry only a number (or numbers) on the base.
Redmond rode around the kitchen on a skateboard and I yelled at him a good five times before he stopped…typical.
My brother Kai…ahhh well, he made chocolate martinis, but just his presence made everything all that much better (I love when he is home! There were also appearances by all the other brothers.
"Maybe I'll just preserve myself fetal pig-style in a mason jar filled with the salty tears of all the heartbroken private school girls that will pine-uh for me-uh.