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Remember when the turn signal was just a turn signal? Not a cruise control, wind shield wipers and turn signal all in one?

Remember when there was a button to the left of the brake and that was how you turned your brights on and off?

Remember when if you had an 8 track player in your car you were cool?

Last one....remember when cars were made of...real metal?!?
 
A bit before my time, but ...
What did it mean when you came home from school in warm weather and saw on the ground a line of water going up the street, punctuated by periodic puddles??
Anyone?
Ice truck delivery.
That's the one. The man wins a cigar.

Remember when cars didn't come with seatbelts, passenger mirrors or radios that had even heard of FM, but did use a bumper jack? ...
GE Refrigerators had a lazy susan built into them?

Speaking of automobiles and lazy susans ... we got an Odyssey minivan for the Better Half ... it has a lazy susan built into a hatch the floor. Literally! About 2 feet across and spins and everything ... keep yer sushi in there or something. Shouldn't be surprized tho ... one of honda's other vehicles used to come with a picnic table. (the cr-v)
 
The young one had no idea what I was doing when I made the Bionic Man sound effect last night, so I pulled up the old YouTube and played the intro for her. Then a few quick clips of him doing his thing, complete with sound effects.

Then we watched 57 commercials from 1977...

Peter Paul Almond Joy's got nuts. Peter Paul Mounds don't.
 
I remember when bringing knives and guns to school was no big deal at all, at least in NH it wasn't.

I remember we used to think there was something wrong with a boy who didn't carry a pocketknife EVERYWHERE. Used to be a common sight in highschool to see gun racks in pickups, with rifles and/or shotguns in them. Nobody threatened anybody & nobody stole them.
Regards, GF.
 
^^^Yuppers, GF...I STILL carry a pocket knife almost everywhere I go...except onto airplanes!

glenn514:mug:
 
Although I grew up in NYC (and some people carries guns for different reasons...). In most other places, having a gun/s in your truck didn't make you a psycho. I'd be surprised if you could fart in school and not have it be a bio hazard today.
(Couldn't read through 77 pages of comments.) Cigs .65/pack, beer (Bud) about the same/qt. My neighbor across the street (before he died) said he put a $10 deposit down on his house. Now worth about $300K.
 
The young one had no idea what I was doing when I made the Bionic Man sound effect last night, so I pulled up the old YouTube and played the intro for her. Then a few quick clips of him doing his thing, complete with sound effects.

Then we watched 57 commercials from 1977...

Peter Paul Almond Joy's got nuts. Peter Paul Mounds don't.

You knew the Bionic Man was moving fast because he was in slow motion.
 
I remember when bringing knives and guns to school was no big deal at all, at least in NH it wasn't.

Bring-your-gun-to-school day at Speech Class for your "demonstration speech" .... If by the end of High School you did not know how to disassemble a shotgun and clean it, and also p-tex and wax skis, there was something wrong with you.
 
When I was a kid,I had the Give a Show projector set. It had Johnny Quest slides,flintstones,etc. Wish I still had it now.
 
This one chaps my ass:

Remember when a friggin' newspaper cost 25c?!?! I noticed the other day they want a buck and a half for the DAILY paper, not the Sunday one!!

(Sunday papers only cost 50c back then too!!!)
 
It took two hands to take a selfie. ImageUploadedByHome Brew1391580759.110514.jpg
 
Gas was $.85 a gallon

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It was socially acceptable to wear these in public.

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Slap bracelets were cool until they disappeared after becoming a cutting hazard.

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Let's hear about your childhood / glory days memories.
Now that's a stretch, I'm having a hard time remembering when that was ever acceptable. Oyvey, and if it were, the horror, they say all fashion comes back around!
 
I remember when I was a kid, it was a special treat when we'd drive over to Three Oaks to buy meat at Drier's:
http://www.driers.com/

We'd always get sausages & "tub" cheese, and shaved ham. When we got home, we'd pile that shaved ham high on a toasted kaiser roll & pop it in the oven to melt the cheese right before eating.

I'm not affilliated with Drier's, but if they still turn out the same quality of meats & cheeses they did 45 years ago, it's worth an hour's drive to get there.
Regards, GF.
 
Yep, if they didn't make you dump it (aka "plant it") and instead confiscated it but did not write you, you know what they were doing after work that day.

When I was growing up as a teenager and going to "keggers" (does anyone do this anymore), if we were busted the police would just take our beer and drink it on sunday at the volunteer fire department. Damn I miss those keggers where everyone would decide on a backroad to party on and just have fun.......

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When I was growing up as a teenager and going to "keggers" (does anyone do this anymore), if we were busted the police would just take our beer and drink it on sunday at the volunteer fire department. Damn I miss those keggers where everyone would decide on a backroad to party on and just have fun.......

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Haha. I grew up in the midwest in a small town. All our party spots were out in the country, "The T", "Dog Town Lane", "Beer Can Ridge", an old strip mine lake "Aculpoco" and a few others. Cops would show up occasionally take the beer and send everybody home. No car crashes, no DUIs.

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Sounds like we were neighbors. We had Coolie Creek, The Tranformers, West Sea strip mine and many others. We all knew to meet at the gast station to find out where to go. No cell phones. Man if we had cell phones!!!!

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LOL! Party spots. "The Woods", "The Pits" (Gravelpit with swimming hole. I've never partied there, but I went swimming once. There was a bunch of stoners out there that day...) "So-and-so's house".

It took me a long time to figure out how the local parents and police never knew about these places. I was NOT a party kid, but somehow I knew where the party was each week. SURELY the cops knew, right?? My uncle was deputy sherrif in town, and I finally realized that as long as the party was not in the town limits, he just let kids have their fun and blow off some steam. Not sure it was the right thing to do, but most of the kids made it to adulthood, so that's got to count for something. Then again, I know how some of them ended up, so...
 
LOL! Party spots. "The Woods", "The Pits" (Gravelpit with swimming hole. I've never partied there, but I went swimming once. There was a bunch of stoners out there that day...) "So-and-so's house".

It took me a long time to figure out how the local parents and police never knew about these places. I was NOT a party kid, but somehow I knew where the party was each week. SURELY the cops knew, right?? My uncle was deputy sherrif in town, and I finally realized that as long as the party was not in the town limits, he just let kids have their fun and blow off some steam. Not sure it was the right thing to do, but most of the kids made it to adulthood, so that's got to count for something. Then again, I know how some of them ended up, so...

Back in the 70's, the kids would have parties in the river stormwater overflow project... we call it the "Big Ditch" Anyway, they would have big bonfire parties, kegs and such. The cops would eventually fly over in their helicopters and everyone would scatter, thinking the cruisers were right behind. Now of course we know that the police chopper pilots were laughing fit to be tied watching the kids scatter. Far better for them to be out in the open surrounded by sand in an area where they can't do any damage than have them at someone's house.
 
... Far better for them to be out in the open surrounded by sand in an area where they can't do any damage than have them at someone's house.

That is definitely the case.

To our amazement, the police often seemed to tolerate us partying too in the town where I grew up.
In the center of town we had a huge, steep hill with a cemetery on top where we’d often party (just outside the cemetery fence), and if it was winter - usually build a bonfire. The police station was literally at the base of that hill and we were all in plain site of the police about 200 yards away. Once in a while they’d drive through on the cemetery access and once in a great while send us home but not all that much ... and generally never confiscated anything or searched anyone or wrote any citations etc. Later on I realized that it was a probably a lot simpler and quieter for them if they knew where we all could be found, and could easily keep an eye on us

This was in contrast to the next largest city near us, Birmingham, Michigan ... where they actively harassed kids for being found on the streets after dark or for that matter walking in the business district. Not causing trouble ... literally just walking mind you. The effect was that they pushed the considerable population of after-dark teenagers into the city’s unlit parks and onto the railroad tracks. The tracks were a wonderful place to hang out I must admit ... and Grand Trunk police (railroad cops) were rarely seen; though I did get hauled in by them once.

About the only other place one could hang out late night in Birmingham was on the top floor of one of the parking decks in the business district, playing Frisbee. This was a really wonderful place to be late night in summer and generally we did not get kicked off.
 
That is definitely the case.

To our amazement, the police often seemed to tolerate us partying too in the town where I grew up.
In the center of town we had a huge, steep hill with a cemetery on top where we’d often party (just outside the cemetery fence), and if it was winter - usually build a bonfire. The police station was literally at the base of that hill and we were all in plain site of the police about 200 yards away. Once in a while they’d drive through on the cemetery access and once in a great while send us home but not all that much ... and generally never confiscated anything or searched anyone or wrote any citations etc. Later on I realized that it was a probably a lot simpler and quieter for them if they knew where we all could be found, and could easily keep an eye on us

This was in contrast to the next largest city near us, Birmingham, Michigan ... where they actively harassed kids for being found on the streets after dark or for that matter walking in the business district. Not causing trouble ... literally just walking mind you. The effect was that they pushed the considerable population of after-dark teenagers into the city’s unlit parks and onto the railroad tracks. The tracks were a wonderful place to hang out I must admit ... and Grand Trunk police (railroad cops) were rarely seen; though I did get hauled in by them once.

About the only other place one could hang out late night in Birmingham was on the top floor of one of the parking decks in the business district, playing Frisbee. This was a really wonderful place to be late night in summer and generally we did not get kicked off.

Grand Trunk Railroad

made me laugh. and feel the need to crank up some Mel, Mark and Don
 
Wow, what a blast from the past this thread is. First time I saw it.

How could anyone forget Mr Ed, My Favorite Martian, and My Mother the Car?

In my 'lab' a crystal radio kit lead to a series of Heathkit test tools - the highlight of my Birthday and Christmas. I was lucky to have an AM transmitter nearby so it always worked, but only on that station.
And a whole lot of other dangerous electrical experiments, not unlike Mr Tesla. Not every kid gets to play with high voltage arcs, vacuum pumps and what ever else I could scrounge up to knock out the TV signal. I can still hear the cry of "John what are you doing up there?" Fortunately I avoided killing myself, and made a career of electronics.

Although my last Navy duty station (1985) was still in the dark ages. We maintained a 1959 Sperry Univac computer used to teach up and coming Navy Officers ship Navigation. Good thing the ships were newer than 1959.

I 'fixed' my own trash picked electronics. Not many kids had a crappy B&W TV in their room, AND an FM Radio when it finally had good stations. One of the first regular shows I found was Michael Tearson's "Psychedelic Psupper". Ahh, the 70's. Only problem was the neighbors caught on so I had to lug my heathkits over to fix stuff for them. Need your round 21" color picture tube convergence adjusted? I could still do that.

And we played in the dirt, a lot. Biking off to 'the island' was a regular feature, and by the mid teens we had a souped up 90cc minibike that got us there faster and annoyed the neighbors. Sneakers, shorts and a tee-shirt was the only protection we had. Spent hours trying to figure out how to make a reel mower motor into a go cart. Then a neighbor came up with one, yea!

And we swam in the Delaware River....all summer long. No supervision, no life jackets. Just us and the mucky water. Maybe this is why I never get sick, I built up immunity to it all!

Yeah, not any more...... I miss those days.
 
I remember taking the vacuum tubes from the tv down to the drug store to test them in the vacuum tube tester. Then we found our way home by following the kerosene burning smudge pots lining the road construction on the way home.
 
I remember taking the vacuum tubes from the tv down to the drug store to test them in the vacuum tube tester. Then we found our way home by following the kerosene burning smudge pots lining the road construction on the way home.

lol, you mean those same smudge pots we used to knock over on the way UP to the store with the vacuum tubes? That would then catch the road on fire (hey at 10 years old, you don't think a hard surface can burn, right?) :eek:
 
We had places called Muddy Boot, Pine Tree Lounge, Mineral Springs, Dugway, Hole in the Wall, The Trestle, First Bridge, Redstone Bridge, Hussey's Field, Common Land Camp, etc. We had to mix it up to keep ahead of a couple ofthe local cops, they were pretty good at finding us. A lot of our places were 4 WD only.
 
Opening Day 2014 - I'm trying to think how far back I remember baseball. 1957 World Series for sure .. Braves over the Yanks. Spahn, Matthews, Aaron (was he a rookie??), Joe Adcock ....

I was 5.

Pretty much remember football back to 57 but only because it was Jim Brown's rookie season.
 
My all-time favorites on the Milwaukee Braves teams in the 50's were Andy Pafko and Red Schoendienst. And us "young-uns" got into the ball park for, if I recall correctly, TWENTY-FIVE CENTS through "The Knot-Hole Club." Of course, we had to sit in the outfield bleachers, but it was still major league baseball!

glenn514:mug:
 
We had places called Muddy Boot, Pine Tree Lounge, Mineral Springs, Dugway, Hole in the Wall, The Trestle, First Bridge, Redstone Bridge, Hussey's Field, Common Land Camp, etc. We had to mix it up to keep ahead of a couple ofthe local cops, they were pretty good at finding us. A lot of our places were 4 WD only.

"The Ponds". The service road to the sewage settling ponds. It never smelled. Lots of good parties there. Cops just took your beer and told you to continue driving home drunk;)
 
We used to have keggers outside of town in the 1970s. We'd just drive out to some dead-end gravel road. There would be parked cars along both sides of the road for 1/4 mile. If the local sheriff deputies came by, they would just check a few IDs and leave. Unless it was getting out of hand, they usually didn't care. If they did chase us out, we would just meet up again somewhere else 10 or 15 miles away and continue.
 
lol, you mean those same smudge pots we used to knock over on the way UP to the store with the vacuum tubes? That would then catch the road on fire (hey at 10 years old, you don't think a hard surface can burn, right?) :eek:

Are the ones you remember the type that looked like a black cannon ball, basically the classic depiction of a round "bomb" with a wick out the top where the flame was?
Oh man, as a kid I badly wanted some of those.

When the kerosene ones disappeared I wondered where the millions of them went? Maybe sold to Guyana or Uruguay or Argentina or something? A couple of those for the tiki bar would be just the thing.
 
Are the ones you remember the type that looked like a black cannon ball, basically the classic depiction of a round "bomb" with a wick out the top where the flame was?
Oh man, as a kid I badly wanted some of those.

When the kerosene ones disappeared I wondered where the millions of them went? Maybe sold to Guyana or Uruguay or Argentina or something? A couple of those for the tiki bar would be just the thing.

Ask and eBay shall provide.

Would be cool on a patio bar--if you can keep the drunks from tripping on them, kicking them, etc.
 
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