When girls could not wear slacks (let alone jeans) to school.
When you wrote by dipping a pen point into an inkwell.
When a typewriter wasn't even electric.
When you made copies by putting "carbon paper" between sheets.
When women over 50 wore black shoes with clobby heels and laces.
When outdoor skate wheels were made of metal, and the skates fit over your shoes.
Also missing from the photo is the skate key because it was always getting lost. Also if memory serves me, the butter cut off in chunks was called "tub butter" after the wooden tub in which the butter was formed. I easily remember the carbon paper copies, since I still use carbons on rare occasions when I use my old Smith Corona.
You can remember where Gramps buried the lip of his upside down piss jar just under the rim of the outhouse.
Phoenix, the picture is very familiar. The difference is that instead of pretty colored cord, I remember that common black twine that the grocer used to secure the Kraft paper around the weekly purchase (tub butter included). Bags, plastic or paper, were non entities
yep, skates and skate keys on shoelaces and the twisted ankles and scraped knees that came with them.
Anybody remember movie magazines?
How 'bout using those wierd, long, tong-like grippy things to pull the clinkers outta the firebox of the coal furnace every morning? And the rattle and clatter of coal deliveries as the stuff tumbled down the chute into the basement coal bin?
our coal bin was oustide alongside the garage, whoever had to go the the privy brought back a bucket of coal.
12-inch GI Joes that you suddenly couldn't buy anymore.
For you product liability nuts.
DrewDad wrote:Rectangular hay bales.
as far as I know my old New Holland baler is still putting out 70 lb rectangular bales. (80 lb if you tighten down the squeeze chute and use good twine.
Yup, plenty of rectangular bales seen hereabouts - and its not at all uncommon to hafta spend several minutes crawling along behind a couple, mebbe 3, swaying, snaking haywagons in trrain, each heavy on its axles and stacked 12-15 high with 'em, before the road straightens out enough to let you pass the chugging tractor drawin the lot. The maneuver generally calls for a nod of the head and a wave, sometimes even a bit of stop-and-chat.
I meant everywhere.
Or perhaps the absence of those round monstrosities.....
Homemade treats on Halloween.
I swear those razor blade stories were invented by candy manufacturers.
DrewDad wrote: I swear those razor blade stories were invented by candy manufacturers.
Oh, that was a collusion thing - the electric shaver lobby was in on it too :wink:
How 'bout jungle gyms, merry-go-rounds, teeter-totters, those tall poles with handgrips at the end of long chains you could fly from, and wood-plank swing seats in playgrounds?
