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)
Mom took me and my friends to see Deputy Don in Traverse City on my birthday one year.....We were all dressed up as cowboys and indigenous peoples....
All 14. And starter button on the floorboard.
I remember a crank in the front of the car hood to start mom’s car.
Can openers for coke cans. I remember selling a can opener to some beer-deprived sailors for $20.
Dad popping popcorn in a metal pan on the stove.
When I was in grad school in the late 80s, there was a table in the lounge area where people would put unwanted things when they moved out of an office. One day, a nice tabletop cabinet radio (tube type) showed up there. I went by later and it was plugged in and playing; it sounded good, so I took it home (still have it). I’m sure that some kid plugged it in, turned it on, decided it didn’t work, and wandered off.
I still have 78 rpm records and a hand crank Victrola.
I remember when my family returned to the States in 1966 after our tour in GITMO, the real estate agent took us to a new kind of restaurant. They had 15¢ hamburgers. Had a big yellow M above it. He was so proud of that. They tasted like cardboard.
LOL !!! Well done Sir.
I don’t recall any of my teachers’ names, either.
I used to run the sound board at my church. I brought in a turntable for one particular song. The teenagers gathered around. On of them said it was like an old timey CD player.
But the fries were delicious! $.10, I think.
We had a wood stove. Also had an electric stove , but it was rarely used.
Didn’t wait for the tubes... :)
LOL. She screamed something in Catholic. 😝
And the tv had to warm up.
Remember the 4 foot tall tube radios?
The B&W TV went out and Dad and I would make a “map” of the tubes location on the TV Circuit Board then taking out the ones We thought were bad and then We would go to the Drugstore or Hardware Store and use the Tube Tester and then buy replacement tube(s) for the bad ones, take them home and put the TV back together and Pray it worked.
Now all those tubes are crammed into a chip the size of a Dime.
I have one here in the house. About 40 years ago when my late wife's grandmother died we hauled it back from Arkansas. I replaced the speaker grill cloth and refinshed it, but never got around to trying to get it working.
We lo Ed it. I was a kid, but my brother & I still think of Guantanamo Bay as home.
i still have to replace a tube in my amp now and again, prolly no more though
Those older big ones were pretty much gone when I was a kid, most folks had tube “console” 78 platter players with an all band receiver. Mono of course.
Mrs. Welkenbach...
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