
I guarantee those of you who remember these times will smile at the memories. Those of you who don't will, in Gen Textese, LOL.
This is a long one, so save it for lunch . . . .
Someone asked the other day, 'What was your favorite 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 'at home,'' I explained. !
'Mom 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 kid 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 figured his system could have handled it:
Some parents NEVER owned their own house, wore Levis, set foot on a golf course, traveled out of the country or had a credit card.
In their later years they had something called a revolving charge card. The card was good only at Sears Roebuck. Or maybe it was Sears & Roebuck.
Either way, there is no Roebuck anymore. Maybe he died.
My parents never drove me to soccer practice. This was mostly because we never had heard of soccer. 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 5.
It was, of course, black and white, and the station went off the air at midnight, after playing the national anthem and a poem about God; 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.
I was 13 before I tasted my first pizza, it was called 'pizza pie.'
When I bit into it, I burned the roof of my mouth and the cheese slid off, swung down, plastered itself against my chin and burned that, too. It's still the best pizza I ever had.
We didn't have a car until I was 4. It was an old black Dodge.
I never had a telephone in my room.
The only phone in the house was in the living room and it was on a party line. Before you could dial, you had to listen and make sure some people you didn't know weren't already using the line.
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, six days a week. It cost 7 cents a paper, of which he got to keep 2 cents. He had to get up at 6AM every morning. On Saturday, he had to collect the 42 cents from his customers. His favorite customers were the ones who gave him 50 cents and told him to keep the change. His least favorite customers were the ones who seemed to never be home on collection day.
Movie stars kissed with their mouths shut. At least, they did in the movies. There were no movie ratings because all movies were responsibly produced for everyone to enjoy viewing, without profanity or violence or most 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 Royal Crown Cola 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?
Head lights dimmer switches on the floor.
Ignition switches on the dashboard.
Heaters mounted on the inside of the fire wall.
Real ice boxes.
Pant leg clips for bicycles without chain guards.
Soldering irons you heat on a gas burner.
Using hand signals for cars without turn signals.
Older Than Dirt Quiz :
Count all the ones that you remember, not the ones you were told about.
1. Blackjack chewing gum
2. Wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water
3. Candy cigarettes
4. Soda pop machines that dispensed glass bottles
5. Coffee shops or diners with tableside juke boxes
6. Home milk delivery in glass bottles with cardboard stoppers
7. Party lines on the telephone
8. Newsreels before the movie
9. P.F. Flyers
10. Butch wax
11. 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 3 channels, if you were fortunate)
12. Peashooters
13. Howdy Doody
14. 45 RPM records
15. S & H greenstamps
16. Hi-fis
17. Metal ice trays with lever
18. Mimeograph paper
19 Blue flashbulbs
20. Packards
21. Roller skate keys
22. Cork popguns
23. Drive-ins
24. Studebakers
25. Wash tub wringers
Thanks to Elizabeth Batu of Norfolk, VA for sending this.
1 comment:
Thanks for the wonderful memories! How about...
Seeing a pile of ice outside the kitchen door in August - a sign mother had defrosted the freezer (which was about the size of toaster located in the upper center of the refrigerator and accessed by a spring-loaded hinged door.)
Swinging on the braided satin cord stretched across the rear of the front seat of Dad's DeSoto, which was the only family car and was used by mother on Saturday's when Dad did not go to work.
... and hanging on the companion folded hand strap mounted just behind the driver and passenger doors, convenient to grab when the front seat back was pushed forward so you could climb out of the back seat.
Being envious of your toddler brother, standing on the front seat, safely positionsed just behind your father's shoulder. For safety you father would extend his right arm at stops to prevent him from hitting the metal dashboard.
Sleeping on the generous shelf up behind the back seat under the back window.
Playing cows and graveyards to pass the time on a long trip instead of watching videos on the car flat screen.
Having your mother reply fron the front seat "swallow a few times" to you plaint "I'm thirsty" - instead of pulling over to a McDonalds and buying everyone bottled water.
Packing a lunch for the family on day-long trip and stopping at a roadside reststop instead of eating at Sbarros.
Having dinner in the dining room, every night, not just at Thanksgiving.
Getting the Esso gift of the month in the mail - one month a scissor sharpener, the next month an accordian-folded plastic rain hat.
Being mortified when, at the sight of the first raindrop, your mother pulled out not one, but TWO, plastic rain hats - and insisted you wear one too.
Wearing over your shoes bright red plastic rainboots with the elastic loops on the sides.
Remembering when only girls wore red or pink cordouroy pants and only boys wore brown and blue pants with matching striped T-shirts.
Taking off your "school clothes" when you got home in the afternoon and putting on your "play clothes."
Getting new clothes two times a year (not including "hand-me-downs") - a new outfit at Easter and one for the first day of school.
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