How old are ya?

I'm 68 but after reading these posts I feel like 20. And all those aches and pains from the cold? Don't feel them much right now. I could read posts like these all day. What experiences we've (collectively) had, living in times that will never return. Thanks All.
 
Iggy said:
Old enough to have driven this rascal with 6 up.
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Need a BS flag for that one.
 
bobelk99 said:
Need a BS flag for that one.
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They still have one of the old coaches here in Cheyenne.
Drove it in the Cheyenne Frontier Days Parade about 50 years ago.

One of the few around at that time that knew how to handle a 6 horse hitch.

I haven't seen the parade for years but I think they may still carrying on the tradition even today.:)
 
I havent read each post, but $100s in the mid 50s would be the equivlent to $850s to $1,100s now depending on what formula you use.
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In the mid 50s I remember working for around 50 to 65 cents a hour on my knees in the fields. In the late 50s it was a buck a hour in canning factorys with no OT premium or benneys. i960 and 1961 I got around $2s a hour in the national park service firefighting etc. 1962 I hired into the wisconsin state conservation dept for $320s a month! A $65 s&w back then would be roughly $600s now. So have those prices really changed that much considering what amount of work it took to buy the same stuff? I will say the biggest difference has to be everything to do medicaly speaking. I recently was going through old paperwork my mother kept. I found the hospital AND doctor bill for my brith in early 1941. I think she was in the hospital three days with me and the entire bill was around $47 DOLLARS!
 
Milkmen.
While-you-wait tire retreads.
Engine oil dispensed in bulk into your own five-gallon container by the hardware department of your local Sears store, and then when you changed oil at home you poured from your container into a glass oil dispenser jar with a conical top.
Nashes. Packards. Crosleys. And so many more.
Standing with your feet in the X-ray machine after you bought shoes so your mother could see you had room for your toes to grow in the next six months.
My parents let my brothers and me buy our first .22 (a Winchester 67 single shot) from the owner of a toy store they knew, and we bought ammunition from him too -- 73 cents a box for long rifle.
You still got zinc pennies and Indian head cents in change, and a penny WAS change rather than an annoyance, because you could actually buy things with two or three of them.
Navajo and PIE trucks in the southwest with big "Explosives" signs on their sides.
And yes, Whiting Bros. gas at 16.9 a gallon.
 
David, I well remember those foot xray machines. Back in the 40s I was mowing down a bunch of krauts with the ringer on ma`s washing machine. When the heines was overwhelming me I got excited and my fingers, hand and forearm squeezed through the wringer. Being broke they took me to a shoe store and had me lay on my gut and put my arm in to see if the bones were broke. I carry a ugly scar to this day on my wrist where it squeezed the flesh up towards my elbow. My arm glows in the dark too!
 
I was born in 1941 so I am old by any standard. I am like the 100 yr. old person being interviewed on their birthday. The re-porter said to the old person. You have seen a lot of changes in your life haven't you? The old person said yes and I have objected to all of them. Larry
 
I saw a 106 year old woman interviewed and it was near christmas. The interviewer asked her what christmas was like then. She replied," Hell, I dont know. That was a 100 years ago!"
 
I have to be old---I read the replies and can remember them as if they were yesterday--matter of fact, those memories are more clear than yesterday.
My phone number was 352G---our phone, when wemoved to town, hung on the wall---that was the first phone we had.

Hummm--what day is it anyway?
Blessings
 
Yep life was good back then. I was a country boy so I remember two holers, liver and lites the day a hog was killed and brains and eggs the next morning, walking down the road (after it was paved) in the summer and busting tar bubbles with my toes. I also remember a community work day hauling CD supplies into a local cave for a fallout shelter. 16 was great and I could legally drive and 18 was a mixed bag because of graduation and reg for the draft.
Ah yes I remember it all. I guess I remember it all, I don't know of a thing I have forgot.
Larry
 
I lived on Chicago's south side from birth 1947 until I was 17. Things of this period were not all that great, especially for my mother who worked her tail off just to keep us clean and fed. What I remember most fondly I guess was the mutual respect among families, and the complete lack of crime.
 
Western Electric rented the telephone you used and if one "came across" another one would have to disable the ringer so one wouldn't get caught and have to pay back rent for the extra phone.
All the rich kids in town had their very own telephone number and listing in the town's telephone directory right under their parent's listing.
The telephone numbers started with the first two letters of the name of the exchange. LU9-5982 was said aloud as Luther nine five nine eight two.
And I was born in '55, so most of my earliest memories are from the '60s.
 
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