Time passes on.....

My first truck was a Chevy with a 3 on the tree. Most people today would be lost if they were faced with that today !

Same here. Did your shifter linkage have a habit of seizing up in the steering column? Mine did, and the little ball at the end of the shift lever would break off. As long as it broke when it was in the 2nd and 3rd position I was good to go, just turn the steering column to shift and you had second and third gear. Who needs reverse if your careful how you park? I could also pull into a junk yard and change out the column in 1/2 hour and be on my way. Those were fun times, when I didnt know any better and could fix anything.
 
Party line

We had a a Party Line phone. You never spoke about anything personal that you didn't want old lady Hackney to know. You could hear her pickup and start listening. You knew the call was for you by the number of rings.

Yup, we had one of those in the late 50s/early 60s in western Ks.
 
When I was a kid, CABLE was something we pulled long firewood logs out of the woods with using a tractor (grandpa used a team of oxen) Now days my grandkids sit and watch CABLE and heat with electricity!

Before WWII, a computer was a person that did computations for other people, mom was one until she got me! When I tell people my mom was a computer for Curtis-Wright's accounting department outside Los Angles, I have to explain it to everyone but very old Engineers (not the kind on trains!)

When I was a kid, to have fun and get away from my parents, I would camp overnight in the woods (sometimes by myself). Camping is this activity of being, doing, eating, and sleeping either "Under the stars" or in a tent (a portable cloth structure, that can be carried in a pack/on your back) and usually cooking your own food over a fire (a chemical reaction of heat, fuel, oxygen, and flame, that emits greater heat and light). Often the food was obtained by fishing or hunting or even gathering wild fruits and nuts. (These activities were common for several years after humans moved out of the caves!) This CAMPING was a highly desired activity by almost all young males and some young females. The entertainment portion during camping was produced by watching the stars or by finding some of the young females!

Ivan
 
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I had a Ford Falcon with a "three on the tree." I never had any problems with the shifter, but I did have the clutch linkage break late one night. I taped it together with nylon reinforced tape, and drove it home, shifting VERY carefully. The next morning, a nut and bolt fixed it.

But the thing I remember hearing when I was a kid was "old people" saying the older you were, the faster time went. I thought they were crazy. Christmas took FOREVER to come back around back then. Now, it was just yesterday. And the one coming up is the day after tomorrow. :D
 
Had an old dodge Truck with the starter on the floor above the gas peddle you had to use the toe of your boot to push the Starter and your heel to push the gas while pulling the choke. Headlight Dimmer switch next to the clutch peddle... If you wanted to open the hood you had to find that darn latch somewhere hidden inside the shiny chrome grill.

Rob
 
After high school I worked for Automatic Radio in 1964.

We got paid on Friday by check, but a outfit would come to the plant and they would cash our checks as a service to the employees. What do you think of that?

After getting cash in hand, I always would fill my gas tank next door at a Flying A station, I believe the gas was .32 gal.:eek:

So long ago.;)
 
My first truck was a Chevy with a 3 on the tree. Most people today would be lost if they were faced with that today !

I doubt most people today would even understand what "3 on the tree" is......

I was talking to a few EMT/Firefighters at the station I am "stationed" at, and mentioned a "3 on the tree" just a few weeks ago, I got nothing but blank stares and asked what the h*ll is that?

LOL, it stinks being the old guy! :rolleyes:
 
I doubt most people today would even understand what "3 on the tree" is......

I was talking to a few EMT/Firefighters at the station I am "stationed" at, and mentioned a "3 on the tree" just a few weeks ago, I got nothing but blank stares and asked what the h*ll is that?

LOL, it stinks being the old guy! :rolleyes:

At our VFD, we brought some in some young blood, 55years old! 😉
 
Camping...

When I was a kid, CABLE was something we pulled long firewood logs out of the woods with using a tractor (grandpa used a team of oxen) Now days my grandkids sit and watch CABLE and heat with electricity!

Before WWII, a computer was a person that did computations for other people, mom was one until she got me! When I tell people my mom was a computer for Curtis-Wright's accounting department outside Los Angles, I have to explain it to everyone but very old Engineers (not the kind on trains!)

When I was a kid, to have fun and get away from my parents, I would camp overnight in the woods (sometimes by myself). Camping is this activity of being, doing, eating, and sleeping either "Under the stars" or in a tent (a portable cloth structure, that can be carried in a pack/on your back) and usually cooking your own food over a fire (a chemical reaction of heat, fuel, oxygen, and flame, that emits greater heat and light). Often the food was obtained by fishing or hunting or even gathering wild fruits and nuts. (These activities were common for several years after humans moved out of the caves!) This CAMPING was a highly desired activity by almost young males and some young females. The entertainment portion during camping was produced by watching the stars or by finding some of the young females!

Ivan

Some years ago I was listening to a couple of young mothers talking about their kids camping. I was enjoying reminiscing until it became evident that the "camping" was in one of their living rooms.
 
When I was in Little League baseball I rode my bike to and from practice (about 3 miles each way). I would hang my glove on the handlebars and put my hat on backwards as I rode. My parents would watch every game but practice was my responsibility. I never felt deprived, in danger, or neglected. I felt like I worked hard in practice so I would play well in games. Pretty simple. As things would turn out, I used the same formula in life and things worked out pretty well. Imagine that.....who would have guessed that if you worked hard you would get results?
 
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