Smoking, disco, 8 tracks, 2 ply tires, American cars from 1974-1980, pot, women wearing panty girdles, most network television.
From Days Gone By... What DON'T You Miss?
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CelticSire
US Veteran
Having to go cut my own switch...
6thtexas
Member
Did anyone else when they were small have to endure a "Flannel Rag"? This was supposedly a remedy for a chest cold. My mother or grandmother would take a flannel rag and soak it in a mixture of mutton tallow, Vic's Vapo-Rub, and Lord only knows what else (Ithink maybe a little kerosene was in it). This instument of torture was then pinned to the inside of one's shirt directly on the bare chest. I think the idea was for the fumes to clear one's breathing. It inched and burned like hell!
"Mutton tallow?" Boy, don't you know this is cattle country. I feel for you, the Vick's is foul enough by itself. If someone threatened to put that **** on me, I'd get well in a hurry, too.
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feralmerril
Absent Comrade
Well it could also have been chicken dung. A guy came into a bar looking like heck. The bartender asked, whatcha got on your lips? Guy sez chicken dung, I got chapped lips. Barkeep sez, hows that work? Guy sez it keeps ya from licking them!
enfield
US Veteran
. . . 2-man crosscut saws, grass shears, hand-me-down clothes, plucking chickens, getting one of my Dad's haircuts, . . .
BLACKHAWKNJ
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TV. Haven't had it at home in 14 years, and don't feel deprived.
Flattop haircuts, Butchwax, Brylcream. Bubblegum music. Redneck cops who thought I needed a haircut, along with most the other rednecks who thought so.
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mike from st pete
Member
I Don't Miss
Wrapping tinfoil around the UHF bowtie in the vain attempt to improve the reception.
Watching the Wonderful World of Color on a B&W set.
The FM converter hooked up to the AM radio in the car.
8-tracks that unwind on the first listen.
Getting chased out of the listening booth at the record store "BECAUSE YOU HAVEN"T BOUGHT A DANG RECORD THIS WEEK, KID!"
Wrapping tinfoil around the UHF bowtie in the vain attempt to improve the reception.
Watching the Wonderful World of Color on a B&W set.
The FM converter hooked up to the AM radio in the car.
8-tracks that unwind on the first listen.
Getting chased out of the listening booth at the record store "BECAUSE YOU HAVEN"T BOUGHT A DANG RECORD THIS WEEK, KID!"
deralte
US Veteran
Guess the thing that I'm happiest to miss is being shot at and being shot.
Picking strawberries. Picking black/marion/logan berries. Picking green beans. Playing the accordion.
foggood11
Member
Man, I hated that....
Also, only having 2 channels on the TV, and having to get up every time you wanted to change the channel or turn the volume up/down.
keith44spl
Member
I don't miss....
Ice in the water bucket...
Su Amigo,
Dave
Ice in the water bucket...
Su Amigo,
Dave
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The Cold War
Lawrence Welk
Sulfur drugs.....yuk
Persimmon headed steel shafted golf clubs
Carburetors, points and timing lights
8 tracks
Hand tools
Jackets and ties
Won't ever miss these.
Lawrence Welk
Sulfur drugs.....yuk
Persimmon headed steel shafted golf clubs
Carburetors, points and timing lights
8 tracks
Hand tools
Jackets and ties
Won't ever miss these.
model70hunter
Member
I've quit cigarettes, but I don't miss the rude folks who took 1'st available and bitched the whole time they were in the smoking section.
Outhouses were always hot or cold. They were safer in the winter. In the summer you had to check for Copperheads, spiders and scare off the wasps.
Having a Dad who believed in cutting the next weeks firewood every Saturday. Rain,snow, freezing winds were winter Saturday mornings. Summers were spent in a truck patch. Falls were spent plucking chickens or butchering.
I love deer hunting, I mis-spoke, Dad would cut a few weeks of firewood ahead so he could deer hunt, but I don't miss thin cotton long handles nor non insulated boots.
I hated bigots but they still live amongst us.
I don't miss the long walks home in the cold and dark after football practice.
I don't miss the up before dawn to milk 2 cows by hand. Though it did give me popeye forearms.
Helping Dad put on the tire chains, which meant me laying in the snow to do the inside hook.
Not having chains on the truck and a load of wood in the back causing us to get stuck in the snow and walking the 1/2 mile up the mountain to get to a cold farm house.
Hanging up laundry on a line when it's below freezing or prying them off a few days later so they can dry in the house.
I do not miss 6 volt vehicles nor generators on cars.
I do not miss the spring and fall Copperhead migrations across our farm to and from the caves in the 200' bluffs on the front of the farm. And the Copperhead desendants are happy I'm not there. Times were different then but the thought was the only good poisonous snake was heaven bound.
Outhouses were always hot or cold. They were safer in the winter. In the summer you had to check for Copperheads, spiders and scare off the wasps.
Having a Dad who believed in cutting the next weeks firewood every Saturday. Rain,snow, freezing winds were winter Saturday mornings. Summers were spent in a truck patch. Falls were spent plucking chickens or butchering.
I love deer hunting, I mis-spoke, Dad would cut a few weeks of firewood ahead so he could deer hunt, but I don't miss thin cotton long handles nor non insulated boots.
I hated bigots but they still live amongst us.
I don't miss the long walks home in the cold and dark after football practice.
I don't miss the up before dawn to milk 2 cows by hand. Though it did give me popeye forearms.
Helping Dad put on the tire chains, which meant me laying in the snow to do the inside hook.
Not having chains on the truck and a load of wood in the back causing us to get stuck in the snow and walking the 1/2 mile up the mountain to get to a cold farm house.
Hanging up laundry on a line when it's below freezing or prying them off a few days later so they can dry in the house.
I do not miss 6 volt vehicles nor generators on cars.
I do not miss the spring and fall Copperhead migrations across our farm to and from the caves in the 200' bluffs on the front of the farm. And the Copperhead desendants are happy I'm not there. Times were different then but the thought was the only good poisonous snake was heaven bound.
Driving cross country, on two lane roads, in a non-airconditioned car. Every June we would drive from Columbus, Ohio to Pickles Gap, Arkansas to visit my dads side of the family. Until my older siblings started moving out there were two adults and five kids in the car, so at least 2 people had someone on their lap.
The first year the freeway was complete the whole way made a world of difference. Two lane highways may seem picturesque now but in the 60's they were overcrowded, dirty,dangerous and slow.
The first year the freeway was complete the whole way made a world of difference. Two lane highways may seem picturesque now but in the 60's they were overcrowded, dirty,dangerous and slow.
CAJUNLAWYER
Member
tryin' to find the cool side of the pillow in the days before AC
moonwilson
Member
Not having AC.
Being broke.
Being single.
Rotary dial telephones.
Roll-up windows in cars without air conditioning.
High school.
Bigots.
Working for my old boss.
Cassette tapes.
The Navy.
Being broke.
Being single.
Rotary dial telephones.
Roll-up windows in cars without air conditioning.
High school.
Bigots.
Working for my old boss.
Cassette tapes.
The Navy.
feralmerril
Absent Comrade
For roughly 3 years when I was young I had a job that moved me around the country to a different locale about every two months. Some of it I loved and found exciteing but also some of it was a real drag.
Ever really listen to johnny cash`s song "Sunday morning comeing down"? That song had to be wrote for and about me! It seemed wherever I went, maybe saturdays and saturday nights were wild. I always hired rough local young guys about my age that needed a job---any job! Soon we were shooting on saturdays or hitting honkey tonks that night, but sunday mornings were always by myself in some cheap apartment in some rual small town just like in the song. I knew nobody and it was the lonesome time of the week.
Johnny Cash Sunday Morning Coming Down - Bing Music
Ever really listen to johnny cash`s song "Sunday morning comeing down"? That song had to be wrote for and about me! It seemed wherever I went, maybe saturdays and saturday nights were wild. I always hired rough local young guys about my age that needed a job---any job! Soon we were shooting on saturdays or hitting honkey tonks that night, but sunday mornings were always by myself in some cheap apartment in some rual small town just like in the song. I knew nobody and it was the lonesome time of the week.
Johnny Cash Sunday Morning Coming Down - Bing Music
Pilgrim
US Veteran
Being born in 1946, growing up during the later 40's, 50's and early 60's, there's nothing I would change or want to miss.
I look back on that time as the happiest of my life. I had (and still have !) the greatest parents one could have asked for.
It was a time that I wish my kids and grand kids could experience.
I look back on that time as the happiest of my life. I had (and still have !) the greatest parents one could have asked for.
It was a time that I wish my kids and grand kids could experience.
