I saw a deadhead sticker on a Cadillac!
I'm Sooooo Old, That:
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I sold Grit so I could give sea monkeys and x-ray specs as Christmas gifts.
Besides the two hole facility that I mentioned, here are a few other
conveniences I remember from early days.
Majestic range provided heat, cooking, and hot water.
Coal oil lamps. No electricity.
Chopping kindling wood and bringing it in with a bucket of coal every
day.
Pumping water and bringing it in to the house.
Galvanized tub so we could have a bath ever Saturday, whether we
needed it or not.
A little tin honey bucket under my bunk bed so I wouldn't have to hike
down the trail in the night.
My Dad taking his .22 and walking down the tracks after work at night
to shoot a few cotton tail rabbits so we would have fresh meat.
No refrigerator. They called it an ice box in those days. We would
get a block of ice at the ice house. Kind of a celler with sawdust for
insullation.
Listening to the radio on Sunday evenings only, because it was battery
operated.
December 7, 1941 a little plane dropped leaflets informing us that the
Japanese had bombed Pear Harbour.
I was in love with my first grade teacher, Helen Thomas, but she
immediately joined the Army after Pearl Harbour and was a WAC.
I thought everyone lived like we did until I was almost 9. Then we
moved to town.
conveniences I remember from early days.
Majestic range provided heat, cooking, and hot water.
Coal oil lamps. No electricity.
Chopping kindling wood and bringing it in with a bucket of coal every
day.
Pumping water and bringing it in to the house.
Galvanized tub so we could have a bath ever Saturday, whether we
needed it or not.
A little tin honey bucket under my bunk bed so I wouldn't have to hike
down the trail in the night.
My Dad taking his .22 and walking down the tracks after work at night
to shoot a few cotton tail rabbits so we would have fresh meat.
No refrigerator. They called it an ice box in those days. We would
get a block of ice at the ice house. Kind of a celler with sawdust for
insullation.
Listening to the radio on Sunday evenings only, because it was battery
operated.
December 7, 1941 a little plane dropped leaflets informing us that the
Japanese had bombed Pear Harbour.
I was in love with my first grade teacher, Helen Thomas, but she
immediately joined the Army after Pearl Harbour and was a WAC.
I thought everyone lived like we did until I was almost 9. Then we
moved to town.
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BearBio
Member
Had one on my Frontier!
I just talked to mom to fill in some gaps in my memory.
As a wee lad in England, I would often go to my grandparents house. There was a gas meter in the hall that was fed pennies. The gas was only hooked up to four stove burners for cooking. Nana would tell me:" I've got to fix breakfast so pop a penny in the box for me". A coal burning fireplace with an oven took care of the baking duties. A large tank behind the fireplace provided hot water.
The bedrooms upstairs had small fireplaces. The beds were equipped with thick eiderdown comforters, hot water bottles and thunder mugs.
They had a radio and one of the first tellies in town. The telly had one channel that only operated a few hours each day.
Gentler times, my eye!
As a wee lad in England, I would often go to my grandparents house. There was a gas meter in the hall that was fed pennies. The gas was only hooked up to four stove burners for cooking. Nana would tell me:" I've got to fix breakfast so pop a penny in the box for me". A coal burning fireplace with an oven took care of the baking duties. A large tank behind the fireplace provided hot water.
The bedrooms upstairs had small fireplaces. The beds were equipped with thick eiderdown comforters, hot water bottles and thunder mugs.
They had a radio and one of the first tellies in town. The telly had one channel that only operated a few hours each day.
Gentler times, my eye!
Not only that, it was a straight time work day.
I'm so old the only reason that I wasn't on the Ark was because they couldn't find another animal that looked like me.
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I'm so old, we would play Cowboys and Indians with our Johnny Eagle guns that actually shot plastic projectiles and nobody was worried about getting hurt or any hurt feelings......(I'm also so old mine didn't have orange muzzles!!!!)
.....and yes we played Army with the Lieutenant M14/1911 combo, too.......
Spring loaded cartridges, actually fired the grey piece out....fairly accurate!!
Damn, I'm getting old...big 60 coming up first week of December!!!
Oh yeah, right around now, I would be marking up the Wards Catalogue, while my sister would be in the Sears book, then we'd swap!!!!!
.....and yes we played Army with the Lieutenant M14/1911 combo, too.......
Spring loaded cartridges, actually fired the grey piece out....fairly accurate!!
Damn, I'm getting old...big 60 coming up first week of December!!!
Oh yeah, right around now, I would be marking up the Wards Catalogue, while my sister would be in the Sears book, then we'd swap!!!!!
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Aircrewman
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I am so old .......
I remember watching the "Santa Claus Lane Parade" when it ran on Hollywood Blvd...... and Christmas trees were on all the light poles on the actual parade route......
I remember watching the "Santa Claus Lane Parade" when it ran on Hollywood Blvd...... and Christmas trees were on all the light poles on the actual parade route......
HOUSTON RICK
Member
I remember when that young Eisenhower kid was president, and yes Christmas was not mentioned until after Thanksgiving.
I'm so old that my back hair, nose hair and finger and toe nails grow faster than my interest.
I've lived in the US long enough to remember when you didn't turn on your Xmas lights until after Thanksgiving. Guy up the street took down his Halloween stuff and put up his Santas, lights, reindeer and whatever and turned it on within a couple of days.
In Punxsutawney, PA the custom is to keep the Christmas lights out until Groundhog Day.
I did it for my grandmother.
Join the club!
It absolutely amazes me that I am old enough to be considered wise. How in hell did that happen?
Back in the '30's when I was small my Dad lost his job due to the depression. A family friend offered them a cabin in the Sierras free rent. So my folks, grandparents & I lived in a log cabin about a year as I remember. Water was hauled from the creek, Kerosene lights & cook stove, out house with Monkey Wards Catalog for paper, wood stove for heat. A tough time for all in those days. I started kindergarten in a one room school.
shouldazagged
Absent Comrade
I wish I could claim this one, but someone else here on the forum posted it:
I'm so old my ears are still ringing from the Big Bang.
I'm so old my ears are still ringing from the Big Bang.
ExcitableBoy
US Veteran
With age comes wisdom... therefore, I am old enough to try not to compete with all of you more practiced liars. 
I'm so old that my first car was a 1928 DeSoto. It had wood spokes in
the wheels. If I recall correctly it cost $65.
the wheels. If I recall correctly it cost $65.
Skeptic 9c
Member
I feel young all of a sudden.
Geoff
Who will move and feel his age in muscles and joints.
Geoff
Who will move and feel his age in muscles and joints.
