Posted on 11/26/2021 5:17:57 AM PST by sodpoodle
Someone asked the other day, 'What was your favourite 'fast food' when you were growing up?' 'We didn't have fast food when I was growing up,' I informed him. 'All the food was slow.' 'C'mon, seriously.. Where did you eat?' 'It was a place called 'home,'' I explained. ! 'Mum cooked every day and when Dad got home from work, we sat down together at the dining room table, and if I didn't like what she put on my plate, I was allowed to sit there until I did like it.'
By this time, the lad was laughing so hard I was afraid he was going to suffer serious internal damage, so I didn't tell him the part about how I had to have permission to leave the table.
But here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if I'd figured his system could have handled it:
Some parents NEVER owned their own house, wore jeans, set foot on a golf course, travelled out of the country or had a credit card.
My parents never drove me to school. I had a bicycle that weighed probably 50 pounds, and only had one speed (slow).
We didn't have a television in our house until I was 10. It was, of course, black and white, and the station went off the air at 10 PM, after playing the national anthem and epilogue; it came back on the air at about 6 a.m. And there was usually a locally produced news and farm show on, featuring local people...
Pizzas were not delivered to our home... But milk was.
All newspapers were delivered by boys and all boys delivered newspapers --My brother delivered a newspaper, seven days a week. He had to get up at 6AM every morning.
Film stars kissed with their mouths shut. At least, they did in the films. There were no movie ratings because all movies were responsibly produced for everyone to enjoy viewing, without profanity or violence or almost anything offensive.
If you grew up in a generation before there was fast food, you may want to share some of these memories with your children or grandchildren. Just don't blame me if they bust a gut laughing.
Growing up isn't what it used to be, is it?
MEMORIES from a friend: My Dad is cleaning out my grandmother's house (she died in December) and he brought me an old Lemonade bottle. In the bottle top was a stopper with a bunch of holes in it.. I knew immediately what it was, but my daughter had no idea. She thought they had tried to make it a salt shaker or something. I knew it as the bottle that sat on the end of the ironing board to 'sprinkle' clothes with because we didn't have steam irons. Man, I am old.
How many do you remember?
Headlight dip-switches on the floor of the car.
Ignition switches on the dashboard.
Trouser leg clips for bicycles without chain guards.
Soldering irons you heated on a gas burner.
Using hand signals for cars without turn indicators. > Older Than Dirt Quiz: Count all the ones that you remember, not the ones you were told about. Ratings at the bottom
1. Sweet cigarettes 2. Coffee shops with juke boxes 3. Home milk delivery in glass bottles 4. Party lines on the telephone 5. Newsreels before the movie 6. TV test patterns that came on at night after the last show and were there until TV shows started again in the morning.. (There were only 2 channels [if you were fortunate]) 7. Peashooters 8. 33 rpm records 9. 45 RPM records 10. Hi-if's 11. Metal ice trays with levers 12. Blue flashbulb 13. Cork popguns 14. Wash tub wringers
If you remembered 0-3 = You’re still young If you remembered 3-6 = You are getting older If you remembered 7-10 = Don't tell your age If you remembered 11-14 = You're positively ancient!
I must be 'positively ancient' but those memories are some of the best parts of my life.
Don't forget to pass this along!! Especially to all your really OLD friends....I just did!!!!!!!!!
(PS. I used a large type face so you could read it easily)
When I was 3 almost 4 years old I was in my Grandmother’s basement and figured out how to turn on the Ringer to her old washing machine.
I was finding little pieces of paper to put through the Ringer.
One piece of paper I hung on to it with my 2 fingers as it got rolled in and didn’t let go in time.
Yep, sure enough, I got my arm stuck in the Ringer…….Grandma can bolting down and screamed something in Catholic (Mary, Joseph, Jesus or something) and pulled the plug.
I feel sorry for her. It must have looked awful.
I was banned from the basement.
#DearDiary
Milk delivery at your doorstep? That was for rich folks. There was powdered milk in a box in the cupboard, if you wanted to mix it up.
My bike had 3 speeds, although I abused it so bad only one worked.
Fasy food? Only rarely but I remember riding that (formerly) three-speed bike to Griff's, the last place in town that still sold 15 cent hamburgers. What a treat!
My first car had only an AM radio, but I saved up and upgraded it to an AM-FM 8-track player. My dad helped me put it in.
Pulling in to a gas station and asking an actual attendant for $2 worth and getting my tank filled half full for that $2
The day the local market got automatic doors — high tech, talk of the town
I’m surprised I never licked a frozen flag pole to be honest.
I pee’d on an Electrified Farm fence before.
On my Aunt’s Horse Farm.
Oh man! That’s a one and done activity……..
But I hear you licked little Sally Rottencrotch. Which probly explains your strange attraction to vaccines.
#IReadYourDiary
“”” ‘What was your favourite ‘fast food’ when you were growing up?”””
This reminds me of the stupid security questions the credit card companies come up with when they want you to validate your password.
Like, “what was the name of your 4th grade English teacher?”
Heck, I can barely remember even going to school, much less remember the teacher’s names.
Lol... That is pretty good. :)
Plus it took the radio a few seconds to get warmed up before you got any sound. An uncle bought a new car one year that had a transistor radio - instant sound when you turned it on. We youngsters were amazed.
Oh yes, party lines and phones with no dials.
“There are three kinds of men. The one that learns by reading. The few who learn by observation. The rest of them have to pee on the electric fence for themselves.”
Will Rogers
Yep, tube radios... Had to let the tubes warm up.
😆🤣😂🤪 True!
I learned how that small weak looking fence kept the Horses in.
Throwing your car in neutral and revving up the engine to make your headlights brighter...
And tube TVs. Heading down to the local Radio Shack or something similar to use their tube tester to find out what to replace to get the TV working.
Yep, Even before Radio Shack about every hardware store had a tester and tubes. TV and radio “repair shops” actually existed too. Before the “throw away culture” came along.
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