[pgkdan]

Believe it or not, there was a time when human beings had to stand up and walk across an entire room to change the channel or adjust the volume on a TV set.

Not my dad. He had me!

[envisio]

Ha, not only did I have to get up to change channel... I had to grab the tinfoil that was wrapped around the rabbit ears and stand in an awkward pose for entire episodes of MASH.

[jttpwalsh]

Me too! Adjusted the rabbit ears, as well. My Dad thought I was mouthing off once, when I asked “who changes the channel, after my bedtime?”.

[BenLurkin]

ditto

[dalereed]

There was no such thing as TV when I was a kid.

[driftless2]

"adjust"

My father had a problem with one of his eyes, the lazy eye, so he often did't see the same picture we kids saw.

One huge memory of my childhood is my father coming downstairs, looking at the tv set that appeared out of focus to him, yell "who's been monkeying with the tv set," spend about 5-10 minutes sitting on his haunches in front of the tv adjusting the picture while completely blocking out our view of the program.

Then satisfied with himself, he would sit on the sofa while we all watched the program that was slightly out of focus.