Remember when...

[fubar121]

http://thumbs1.ebaystatic.com/d/l225/m/mBXxSfVjaLnBsHkdOfto2Lw.jpg these we're the mist have trading card! They had that lovely razor blade gum that the flavour died after 3 minutes.

 

[gratus fermentatio]

Remember getting a vanilla/lemon/chocolate Coke at the drugstore or soda fountain?
Remember those wax lips? Or those little wax bottles with the syrup inside? and you'd chew the wax like gum.

Anybody remember the sawmills/factories that would sound an "air raid" siren or steam whistle at noon or some other time of day?

 

[Beernik]

Square rooms? You're telling me! The wife wants the radiators moved underneath the windows in all the rooms, the only problem is that the floor and the windows aren't parallel. Makes it REAL fun trying to get it not look goofy.

I think I remodeled 2 rooms of the house before I bought a spirit level.

Hahaha!

I took the shelving down in our kitchen while I was painting it. When it came time to hang it back up, I told my wife, "I can make it level or make it look right. I can't do both."

 

[Beernik]

Was helping teach Billiards to my housemate's daughter this afternoon.

I was a year older than her when I started playing kids for money at the youth center. I was a year older than that when my mom busted me for playing kids for money.

 

[Shakybones]

The wife wants the radiators moved underneath the windows in all the rooms

Is that so all the heat can go right out the window?

 

[thatjonguy]

Anybody remember the sawmills/factories that would sound an "air raid" siren or steam whistle at noon or some other time of day?

I know of several small towns in North Dakota that use their weather siren at noon to this day.

 

[gratus fermentatio]

I know of several small towns in North Dakota that use their weather siren at noon to this day.

What if there is a torndado (or nuclear attack/ air raid, etc...) at noon?
That was the thing that always made me do the facepalm.
Regards, GF.

 

[Zuljin]

We had a shoe repair shop on our street in the 80s. There was one on Magazine in NO til at least some time in the 90s. That guy did heavy sewing too.

I hear ya on nothing square. Nothing seems to be a standard or common size either.

 

[craigger64]

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Anybody remember the sawmills/factories that would sound an "air raid" siren or steam whistle at noon or some other time of day?

the slate quarries in and around my town would sound horns at noon. they could be heard from all over town

 

[boscobeans]

Was helping teach Billiards to my housemate's daughter this afternoon.

I was a year older than her when I started playing kids for money at the youth center. I was a year older than that when my mom busted me for playing kids for money.

Good man.. Great sport.. Things have changed since my first days in the dark dens of iniquity that were pool rooms back in the late fifties and early sixties.

It kept my pockets full of spending money during my high school and college years.

bosco

 

[unionrdr]

This scene is what I'll say to the sargent in the local cop squad when I move out...A parady of course...;
marooned for all eternity inside a dead city...buried alive...buried alive...l Noonian syn cougar...

 

[gratus fermentatio]

I remember walking my paper route on Sunday morning, pulling the red wagon with the big box brimming with rolled newspapers. Afterwards me & my buddies (who also had paper routes) would get together & go for breakfast at the Country Kitchen. I thought it was sooooo cool to be able to go out for breakfast with my buddies & no adults; AND pay with my own money, that I earned all by myself. That was a great feeling for a kid.
Regards, GF.

 

[boscobeans]

Yuppers, we were a "full-service" gas station. We cleaned your windshield, checked the oil and radiator [overflow] and checked the tire pressure on all four tires! All for 27.9 cents a gallon!

glenn514

M first new car was a 64 Mustang ( $2,812.00 ). Then you ordered a car and waited for it to be made, mine took 16 weeks because I wanted it pin striped ( no chrome trim ) and painted with a color that was available only on the Thunderbird ( Dynasty Green ).

Full service Mobil gas ( High test- no such thing as alchohol then except dry-gas- leaded ) was 25cents a gallon. $4.00 for a full 16 gallon tank (always added a 25cent tip for the gas jockey.)

But then again I was only making $1.65 driving a truck for the Railway Express.

BTW - The Mustang was a beast with the big V-8 and all four barrels open you could practically hear the gas getting sucked into the cylinders.

bosco

 

[pgordon80]

They don't use these any more?
What replaced them?

My sons elementary school uses a combination of white dry erase boards and what's call a smartboard. The smartboard is essentially a touchscreen PC the size of a blackboard. Colleges still use the ceiling mounted projector.

 

[bleme]

I remember walking my paper route on Sunday morning, pulling the red wagon with the big box brimming with rolled newspapers. Afterwards me & my buddies (who also had paper routes) would get together & go for breakfast at the Country Kitchen. I thought it was sooooo cool to be able to go out for breakfast with my buddies & no adults; AND pay with my own money, that I earned all by myself. That was a great feeling for a kid.
Regards, GF.

When I was 7, we lived on 2 acres with the city rapidly expanding around us. I had 3 dozen chickens that I fed and watered every day. Every Saturday I would set up a table by the side of the road and sell the extra eggs. After we paid for feed, I got to keep the rest. I would buy a Big Cherry and put the rest in my bank. I try to explain to SWMBO that I've always been a tightwad but she doesn't quite understand.

 

[unionrdr]

I remember delivering the Plain Dealer on Sundays. Two bags clear full of rolled papers,one on each shoulder. Damn,those things were heavy.

 

[kingboomer]

Funny thing is, now the adults have paper routes (to suppliment their income), and the kids don't do a damn thing!

 

[Beernik]

I remember when replacing a faucet cartridge didnt cost $60.

Thank you Moen.

 

[passedpawn]

I remember delivering the Plain Dealer on Sundays. Two bags clear full of rolled papers,one on each shoulder. Damn,those things were heavy.

Sunday papers were a killer.

In the winter, I loaded my route papers on a toboggan and towed it from house to house. I had 2 different routes back then. Made a little dough, but collecting from the customers was a pain.

I used to leave a spit trail in the snow along my route. I learned to chew tobacco at an early age - got some from a farm show spitting contest, and I always had a mouthful back then. It's a wonder it didn't affect me in any way.

 

[Homercidal]

Friend of mine recalls delivering papers as a young adult. His favorite part was going door to door and finding lots of ladies wearing not much in the mornings. he said they didn't seem to care if they were partially exposed and he was even propositioned a few times. This was along the married housing section of a college campus...

 

[gratus fermentatio]

I remember delivering the Plain Dealer on Sundays. Two bags clear full of rolled papers,one on each shoulder. Damn,those things were heavy.

That's why we used the red wagons & a big box on Sundays.
Regards, GF.

 

[MaxStout]

That's why we used the red wagons & a big box on Sundays.
Regards, GF.

I had a route for the local paper. It had both a morning and afternoon edition then, which kept me busy before and after school. The carriers schlepped the papers in canvas bags slung over the shoulder. My parents weren't worried that I was going out to start the route in the dark each morning at 5AM. And yes, the Sunday edition was like hauling a load of phone books--I cheated and used a wagon too.

It was also the carrier's responsibility to make the rounds in the evening and collect weekly subscription payments from each customer. I learned a good lesson early on about how some people could be real dicks. It was amazing how many made up dumb excuses for why they couldn't cough up the few bucks for their newspaper bill.

 

[Beernik]

I just bought a wafer thin solar powered wireless keyboard. Remember when keyboards were about as big as a typewriter and integrated with the computer, like the Apple II?

Remember typewriters?

 

[Cathedral]

I just bought a wafer thin solar powered wireless keyboard. Remember when keyboards were about as big as a typewriter and integrated with the computer, like the Apple II?

Remember typewriters?

Remember when keyboards clicked loud like typewriters? When the only color you could buy a computer in was beige? The one button mouse? No such thing as Windows? When cars didn't have computers?

 

[passedpawn]

I had a route for the local paper. It had both a morning and afternoon edition then, which kept me busy before and after school. The carriers schlepped the papers in canvas bags slung over the shoulder. My parents weren't worried that I was going out to start the route in the dark each morning at 5AM. And yes, the Sunday edition was like hauling a load of phone books--I cheated and used a wagon too.

It was also the carrier's responsibility to make the rounds in the evening and collect weekly subscription payments from each customer. I learned a good lesson early on about how some people could be real dicks. It was amazing how many made up dumb excuses for why they couldn't cough up the few bucks for their newspaper bill.

My first route was an apartment complex. It was ideal... loads of customers in a small area. But I still needed to have two bags, one over each shoulder. And yes, it was an early lesson in collecting money from broke folk. One thing I remember distinctly is how odd the apartments of some of the foriegn-born customers smelled. Indians love their curry!

I just bought a wafer thin solar powered wireless keyboard. Remember when keyboards were about as big as a typewriter and integrated with the computer, like the Apple II?

Remember typewriters?

I learned to type on a mechanical typewriter that my grandfather gave me. I hit the keys so loud and hard to this day (I've gotten complaints). At least no hammer collisions now.

 

[beaksnbeer]

My first route was an apartment complex. It was ideal... loads of customers in a small area. But I still needed to have two bags, one over each shoulder. And yes, it was an early lesson in collecting money from broke folk. One thing I remember distinctly is how odd the apartments of some of the foriegn-born customers smelled. Indians love their curry!



I learned to type on a mechanical typewriter that my grandfather gave me. I hit the keys so loud and hard to this day (I've gotten complaints). At least no hammer collisions now.

Ohh! stuck keys, inked finger tips from ribbon changes

 

[Cathedral]

Remember when the term "frivolous lawsuit" wasn't common? When something screwy happened you just sucked it up, and never thought, "lets sue!"

 

[Shakybones]

When cars didn't have computers?

For some reason, this reminded me of my grandad's brand new K-car (he owned a Chrysler dealership). It would say, "the door is ajar...the door is ajar..." ad infinitum every time the door was opened. It was cool the first time, but got old VERY quickly, as you might imagine (or remember, if you were so blessed).

 

[Homercidal]

For some reason, this reminded me of my grandad's brand new K-car (he owned a Chrysler dealership). It would say, "the door is ajar...the door is ajar..." ad infinitum every time the door was opened. It was cool the first time, but got old VERY quickly, as you might imagine (or remember, if you were so blessed).

I love the fact that you have to preemptively defend your Gandad's decision to own a K-Car by the fact that he owned a Dealership!

Now that we are admitting our poor decisions, I'll chime in and let everyone know when I was young we had a Chevy Chevette.

 

[CreamyGoodness]

Friend of mine drove his chevette until the only thing that worked was the cigarette lighter. Being a bit of a redneck, he kept it on the property for a while... and used it to light cigarettes.