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Thu Jan 31, 2013, 06:01 PM

Are you older than dirt?

Damn,I'm older than dirt !!

Someone asked the other day, 'What was your favorite fast food when you were growing up?'

'We didn't have fast food when I was growing up ??.
I informed him , 'All the food was slow.'
'C'mon, seriously. Where did you eat?'
'It was a place called 'at home,' I explained.
'Mom cooked every day and when Dad got home from work, we sat down together at the dining room table,& if I didn't like what she put on my plate,
I was allowed to sit there until I did like it.'

By this time, the kid was laughing so hard I was afraid he was going to suffer serious internal damage, so I didn't tell him the part about how I had to have permission to leave the table.

Here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if I figured his system could have handled it :

Some parents NEVER owned their own house, wore Levis , set foot on a golf course, traveled out of the country or had a credit card.
My parents never drove me to school. I had a bicycle that weighed probably 50 pounds, and only had one speed, (slow).
We didn't have a television in our house until I was 18. It was, of course, black and white, and the station went off the air at 11, after playing the national anthem and a poem about God. It came back on the air at about 6 a.m. and there was usually a locally produced news and farm show on, featuring local people...

I never had a telephone in my room. The only phone was on a party line. Before you could dial, you had to listen and make sure some people you didn't know weren't already using the line.

Pizzas were not delivered to our home... But milk and bread was.

All newspapers were delivered by boys and all boys delivered newspapers -- my brother delivered an afternoon newspaper, six days a week. He had to get up at 6AM to deliver it on Sunday mornings.

Movie stars kissed with their mouths shut. At least, they did in the movies. There were no movie ratings because all movies were responsibly produced for everyone to enjoy viewing, without profanity or violence or most anything offensive.

If you grew up in a generation before there was fast food, you may want to share some of these memories with your children or grandchildren. Just don't blame me if they bust a gut laughing.

Growing up isn't what it used to be, is it?

MEMORIES:
A man was cleaning out his mother's house and he brought his daughter an old Royal Crown Cola bottle. In the bottle top was a stopper with a bunch of holes in it.. She knew immediately what it was, but her daughter didn't. Saying someone had tried to make it a salt shaker or something. But the mother knew it as the bottle that sat on the end of the ironing board to 'sprinkle' clothes with because there were no steam irons. Man, I am old.

How many do you remember?

Head lights dimmer switches on the floor.
Ignition switches on the dashboard.
Pant leg clips for bicycles without chain guards.
Soldering irons you heat on a gas burner.
Using hand signals for cars without turn signals..

Older Than Dirt Quiz :
Count all the ones that you remember ,, NOT the ones you were told about !!
Ratings at the bottom.

1. Candy cigarettes
2. Coffee shops with tableside juke boxes
3. Home milk delivery in glass bottles
4. Party lines on the telephones
5. Newsreels before the movie
6. TV test patterns that came on at night after the last show and were there until TV shows started again in the morning. (there were only 3 channels ( if you were fortunate).
7. Peashooters
8. Howdy Doody
9. 45 RPM records
10.Hi-Fis
11. Metal ice trays with lever
12. Blue flashbulbs
13. Cork popguns
14. Studebakers
15. Wash tub wringers

If you remembered 0-3 = You're still young
If you remembered 3-6 = You are getting older
If you remembered 7-10 = Don't tell your age, &
If you remembered 11-15 = You're older than dirt !!! THAT'S ME !!!



















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Reply Are you older than dirt? (Original post)
trof Jan 2013 OP
ProgressiveProfessor Jan 2013 #1
Laurian Jan 2013 #2
Suich Jan 2013 #3
fadedrose Jan 2013 #4
trof Jan 2013 #6
trof Jan 2013 #7
fadedrose Jan 2013 #10
Little Star Jan 2013 #5
trof Jan 2013 #8
fadedrose Jan 2013 #11
Little Star Jan 2013 #13
trof Feb 2013 #24
Little Star Jan 2013 #12
fadedrose Jan 2013 #9
Little Star Jan 2013 #14
fadedrose Feb 2013 #16
Silver Gaia Feb 2013 #18
fadedrose Feb 2013 #19
Downwinder Jan 2013 #15
Little Star Feb 2013 #23
trof Feb 2013 #25
pipi_k Feb 2013 #26
Little Star Feb 2013 #27
pipi_k Feb 2013 #28
Silver Gaia Feb 2013 #17
Downwinder Feb 2013 #20
sinkingfeeling Feb 2013 #21
pipi_k Feb 2013 #22
RebelOne Feb 2013 #29
mainstreetonce Feb 2013 #30
haikugal Feb 2013 #31

Response to trof (Original post)

Thu Jan 31, 2013, 06:04 PM

1. 100%...and yes I am old

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Response to trof (Original post)

Thu Jan 31, 2013, 06:07 PM

2. OMG, I'm older than dirt! Good memories, though.

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Response to trof (Original post)

Thu Jan 31, 2013, 06:26 PM

3. The very first fast food place I remember was in 1952

(I was 9) and they sold 19 cent hamburgers. Don't know what the place was called but it was on the corner of Sandy Blvd. and NE 33rd in Portland, Oregon!

Yeah, I remember all those things. I'm glad some of those things are long-gone, some others, not so much!

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Response to trof (Original post)

Thu Jan 31, 2013, 07:04 PM

4. 14 - I was too poor for a cork popgun.

How about the flippable card - 10/15/20/25 - you put the number up of the pounds of ice you wanted delivered for your icebox.

Remember a huge tub that you used on the cellar floor that you filled with pots of water for a bath? They finally bought one with claws feet that had paint on it - some rich people must have been throwing it out.

Remember sprinkling clothes?

Remember "Let's Pretend" on Saturday mornings at 10 am? Sky King, Sgt. Preston and his dog King, Amos N Andy, George & Gracie, Red Skelton, Bill Stern, Lone Ranger on radio?

REMEMBER THE US SAVINGS BONDS sold by celebrities? for $18.75 ($25) and higher, and how you saved .l10 cents on a card till it was filled and you could get a bond. I've written to every gov official & tv people too to see if the paper bond could be risen from the dead....no go.

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Response to fadedrose (Reply #4)

Thu Jan 31, 2013, 07:29 PM

6. I think I remember savings bond stamps at school.

When you bought enough stamps to fill the book you got a savings bond.

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Response to fadedrose (Reply #4)

Thu Jan 31, 2013, 07:38 PM

7. Aw...don't get me started on radio.

Fibber McGee and Molly, Young Widder Brown, One Man's Family, Stella Dallas, Lorenzo Jones, Gene Autrey's Melody ranch, The Great Gildersleeve, and on and on...

The reason I remember so many soaps is because I had a babysitter who listened to them all day long while my mom was at work.

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Response to trof (Reply #7)

Thu Jan 31, 2013, 09:08 PM

10. My big sisters listened to them while they were ironing...everything got ironed...

pillowcases, sheets, aprons, dish towels...what a waste of time that was..of course they were sprinkled first, and possibly rewashed if not ironed soon enough and they started to smell.

It's a real occasion, like somebody died, and needs a white shirt to be ironed, that I even open my ironing board.

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Response to trof (Original post)

Thu Jan 31, 2013, 07:27 PM

5. I'm older than dirt and...

my dresses were made from pretty flowered chicken feed bags which I got to go to the store and pick out the one I liked. We had no running water in the house but a hand pump out in the yard. We did have a two seater outhouse with the very useful Sears Roebuck catalog standing ready. I could go on but you get the picture, I'm older than dirt!

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Response to Little Star (Reply #5)

Thu Jan 31, 2013, 07:40 PM

8. On 'two seater' outhouses...

It's hard for me to imagine sharing that 'function' with someone sitting beside you.
???

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Response to trof (Reply #8)

Thu Jan 31, 2013, 09:11 PM

11. I had relatives on a farm that had them...

But they were the first people I knew to get a real bathroom...we still had the big tub..the round one made of some kind of shiny steel that didn't rust.

Wish I had that big tub...wonder what happened to it

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Response to fadedrose (Reply #11)

Thu Jan 31, 2013, 09:31 PM

13. That's what we all took our baths in.

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Response to fadedrose (Reply #11)

Fri Feb 1, 2013, 06:22 PM

24. Galvanized steel washtub

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Response to trof (Reply #8)

Thu Jan 31, 2013, 09:30 PM

12. When you were young those outhouse holes were very scary...

I was so afraid I'd fall in. So I was glad to have my Aunt or Grandmother in there at the same time as me, lol. If they came in from the field to bring one of us kids, I'm sure they were glad to have the extra seat so we could hurry back to the field. Or many times it was two or more of us kids being brought so I guess it was just more efficient.

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Response to Little Star (Reply #5)

Thu Jan 31, 2013, 09:05 PM

9. My mom used big flowered flour sacks - and LIVE chickens

My mom or dad went to a chicken store and picked out a chicken, a live one.

The butcher chopped its head off and the poor thing ran around all over the store till it dropped. He quickly pulled out the feathers (which went into pillows & perinas - that's a big big fluffy quilt - that I later found out I wa allergic to and went to school with a runny nose for years) and we took the chicken home and ate it. No wonder I care about animals so much. It was hard for me to watch...

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Response to fadedrose (Reply #9)

Thu Jan 31, 2013, 09:55 PM

14. Sorry that it was hard for you to see that......

It must have been horrible for you if you never had seen anything like that before.

For me, on the other hand, it was just a matter of life. My grandmother use to be the one who chopped off the chicken's heads right there in the side field. We kids were taught how to do it. Though this for me, all happened on our farm right in Cheshire, CT. My family were mountain people from Georgia who mostly lived off the land. We slaughtered at least one pig a year and I can still see them hanging from the tree limb so the blood could drain out. My Grandmother loved her squirrel and would have my uncle go shoot her some quite often. I just grew up that way. We were very poor.

I wouldn't trade those first 11 or 12 years of my life for all the money in the world. It was a great life if you were a kid. Three houses huddled together at the end of a long dirt drive way surrounded by fields of produce in the summer months. Watermelon right off the vine, crashed on a big rock to break it open then eaten with a bare hand right there in the field. Plenty of cousins to play with and extended family grownups watching over all us kids. Sigh. Wonderful memories.

Then my mother got remarried moved me and my sister away and my life changed.


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Response to Little Star (Reply #14)

Fri Feb 1, 2013, 12:09 AM

16. My parents had a farm in Europe and did that kind of stuff..

I was born here in a city near a Steel Mill. My live chicken was in a store on a busy main street. I envied by big sisters because they had animals in Europe, and my mother want'd no parts of them anymore.

You were lucky you had that.

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Response to fadedrose (Reply #9)

Fri Feb 1, 2013, 05:42 AM

18. My family didn't chop their heads off.

They would wring them off. I remember somebody made a home movie (new-fangled stuff) of my aunt wringing the head off a chicken. They would play this, and laugh, then wind it backwards to see the poor chicken's head go back on. They thought that was a riot. So gross. Ew. Yuck. My brothers and I all thought it was disgusting.

One year, Grandma and Grandpa raised some ducks. One of them was a special favorite of mine. Grandma cooked it and tried to make me eat it, but I wouldn't do it. She swore it wasn't "my" duck, but I knew better.

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Response to Silver Gaia (Reply #18)

Fri Feb 1, 2013, 08:32 AM

19. Ain't it a miracle there aren't more vegetarians?

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Response to trof (Original post)

Thu Jan 31, 2013, 10:14 PM

15. Checker Cabs with the fold down seats.

wooden station wagons.

Crosley cars.

Coal furnaces with radiators.

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Response to Downwinder (Reply #15)

Fri Feb 1, 2013, 02:23 PM

23. One of my aunts had coal heat....

they use to have a shoot to drop the coal into her basement. But they had (I think they were called) registers. They were holes in the floor covered with a grate. When I'd visit, those were great for listening to the grownups on the main floor when we kids were sent upstairs to bed. lol

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Response to Little Star (Reply #23)

Fri Feb 1, 2013, 06:29 PM

25. We had a coal furnace.

Grandpa would fill the hopper in the cellar with coal and a big spiral screw would slowly feed the coal into the furnace. That was called an Iron Fireman, IIRC.
We spread the clinkers (ashes) in the alley.
We had radiators with steam heat.

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Response to Little Star (Reply #23)

Fri Feb 1, 2013, 06:42 PM

26. We had coal heat at my house too and

I would watch the coal truck come and and deposit the coal into the basement through a window via a chute attached to the truck. My dad would go down and shovel it into the furnace...like one of those old time train guys shovelling coal into the engines.

Another thing kids of today wouldn't remember...

No garbage disposals in the sink...we had a garbage pail out in the yard. You went out and stepped on the foot lever thing on the cover and dropped the garbage in. Once a week the garbage guys on their truck would come to empty the pails. There was always an...aroma...in the air then.

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Response to pipi_k (Reply #26)

Sat Feb 2, 2013, 03:01 AM

27. We had one of those when we left the farm for what..

was the big city for me (it was actually just a medium size town). I think it was pig farmers who use to come empty those pails every couple of days because it was a four tenement house. But I can remember the maggots during the hot weather, ick!

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Response to Little Star (Reply #27)

Sat Feb 2, 2013, 12:57 PM

28. OMG yes!!!

the maggots!

Being sort of a weird kid, I would open the cover a few times a day just to watch them.



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Response to trof (Original post)

Fri Feb 1, 2013, 05:36 AM

17. Gads... yeah, I guess I'm older than dirt, too!

The only one I couldn't say "yes" to was Howdy Doody, but that's because we didn't get that channel.

"It came back on the air at about 6 a.m. and there was usually a locally produced news and farm show on, featuring local people..." This brought the words "cotton boll weevil" into my head! LOL jeez. I haven't thought about THAT in a very long time. (I guess there were cotton farmers in the area... this was in Arkansas).

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Response to Silver Gaia (Reply #17)

Fri Feb 1, 2013, 09:33 AM

20. looking for a home,

just looking for a home.

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Response to trof (Original post)

Fri Feb 1, 2013, 10:48 AM

21. Got 15 out of 15. Older than dirt!

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Response to trof (Original post)

Fri Feb 1, 2013, 11:59 AM

22. Well I had been wondering

for a while whether I would qualify as a "senior" (born in 1952), but I remember all of those things.

And the stuff above that list...all of it was true for me too, except that my parents did own their own home for a while, until I was ten.

But anyway, yeah. According to that list, I am also older than dirt.




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Response to trof (Original post)

Sat Feb 2, 2013, 03:20 PM

29. I remember all 15. Guess I'm older than dirt. n/t

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Response to trof (Original post)

Sat Feb 9, 2013, 10:12 AM

30. Older than dirt

Remember all of them

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Response to trof (Original post)

Sun Feb 10, 2013, 12:32 AM

31. I'm older than dirt!!

Not only did we have to be 'excused' from the table but there was a dress code...no shorts, bathing suits or bare feet allowed at the table and Dad always sat at the head of the table and got first choice of the food. I've spent many hours being served the same nasty fried egg until I ate it. Eggs in the morning still make me nauseous...I never could take the smell of them so early.

I remember Tugboat Annie and loved her. I loved the Ma and Pa Kettle movies too, and Hopalong Cassidy which I watched on our 13" black and white TV...The Friday Night Fights my Dad loved to watch...and Liberace and Gale Storm were Mom's favorites...

Yeah I'm old as dirt...and it surprises me!

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