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'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, and 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. But 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. In their later years they had something called a revolving charge card. The card was good only at Sears Roebuck. Or maybe it was Sears & Roebuck. Either way, there is no Roebuck anymore. Maybe he died.

My parents never drove me to soccer practice. This was mostly because we never had heard of soccer. 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 5. It was, of course, black and white,
 

I was 13 before I tasted my first pizza, it was called 'pizza pie.' When I bit into it, I burned the roof of my mouth and the cheese slid off, swung down, plastered itself against my chin and burned that, too. It's still the best pizza I ever had.

 

We didn't have a car until I was 4. It was an old black Dodge.

I never had a telephone in my room. The only phone in the house was in the living room and it 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 was.

All newspapers were delivered by boys and all boys delivered newspapers my brother delivered a newspaper, six days a week. It cost 7 cents a paper, of which he got to keep 2 cents. He had to get up at

6AM

every morning. On Saturday, he had to collect the 42 cents from his customers. His favorite customers were the ones who gave him 50 cents and told him to keep the change. His least favorite customers were the ones who seemed to never be home on collection day.


Movie stars kissed with their mouths shut. At least, they did in the movies. Touching someone else's tongue with yours was called French kissing and they didn't do that in movies. I don't know what they did in French movies. French movies were dirty and we weren't allowed to see them


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 from a friend :


My Dad is cleaning out my grandmother's house (she died in December) and he brought me an old Royal Crown Cola bottle. In the bottle top was a stopper with a bunch of holes in it. I knew immediately what it was, but my daughter had no idea. She thought they had tried to make it a salt shaker or something. I knew it as the bottle that sat on the end of the ironing board to 'sprinkle' clothes with because we didn't have steam irons. Man, I am old.


How many do you remember?

Head lights dimmer switches on the floor.
Ignition switches on the dashboard.
Heaters mounted on the inside of the fire wall.
Real ice boxes.
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 Blackjack chewing gum
2. Wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water
3. Candy cigarettes
4. Soda pop machines that dispensed glass bottles
5. Coffee shops or diners with tableside juke boxes
6. Home milk delivery in glass bottles with cardboard stoppers
7. Party lines
8. Newsreels before the movie
9. P.F. Flyers
10. Butch wax
11. 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)
12. Peashooters
13. Howdy Doody
14. 45 RPM records
15. S&H greenstamps
16 Hi-fi's
17. Metal ice trays with lever
18. Mimeograph paper
19 Blue flashbulb
20. Packards
21. Roller skate keys
22. Cork popguns
23. Drive-ins
24. Studebakers
25. Wash tub wringers

If you remembered 0-5 = You're still young
If you remembered 6-10 = You are getting older
If you remembered 11-15 = Don't tell your age,
If you remembered 16-25 = You're older than dirt!

I might be older than dirt but those memories are thebest part of my life.
 

I can also remember: 

1.  Licking and sticking S&H Green Stamps into a saver book and taking them to the redemption center with my mother.  That's how I got my first luggage set. 

2.  Raleigh coupons that came in the cigarettes that Dad smoked.  These were also good for redemption for merchandise, but mom had to package them up in bundles of 100 with rubber bands, pack them in a box, wrap the box with a brown paper grocery sack cut to fit and tie it with string.  We then mailed it and waited the customary 6 - 8 weeks for our merchandise to arrive.  I believe she got a set of dishes with this once and who knows what else.  It, like the Green Stamps, was so common place in our home that we didn't really pay attention to what was purchased with them. 

3.  Going to the soda fountain at the drug store downtown and ordering a Coke float. 

4.  We lived on a farm and sometimes processed our own meat.  I can remember helping to package and label package after package of beef or pork. 

5.  Related to the above, I can remember my mother straining milk that our milk cow produced twice a day.  For each gallon of milk, about a third of it was pure yellow cream.  My dad would drink the cream off the top of the milk with supper at night.  That kid doctor in the original post probably would have had a stroke over that.  Surprisingly though, Dad never did and lived to be the ripe old age of 83.  Mother also made and sold fresh-churned butter and buttermilk.  That buttermilk made the BEST cornbread to go with the peas that Dad grew in the garden and Mom canned for us to eat through the winter.  Sometimes peas and cornbread WAS supper. 

6.  I can remember getting a special dress twice a year....once on Easter and once on Christmas.....and wearing it to church with my family.  Of course, these dresses were designed and crafted and sewn by my mother.  All of my clothes were, in fact, and I always got so many compliments on my clothes and from people with money at that! 

7.  I can remember going into town with Daddy on Saturday mornings and getting 25 cents worth of candy.  It was enough to last a whole week but it seldom did.  We didn't get candy or soft drinks every day and they were a special treat. 

8.  I didn't eat a "store bought" cookie until I was at least 13 years old. 

9.  I didn't have a "store bought" dress until I was at least 9 years old and only then because I was attending a wedding and mother did have time to make me a new dress (which she thought I had to have a new dress for any "occasion").  I think it cost $12 and my daddy had to work for about 6 hours to pay for that dress! 

10.  I can remember segregation and the first year our little school integrated. 

11.  I can remember watching the evening news and seeing the casualty lists from the Vietnam War being scrolled across the screen. 

12.  I can remember JFK's assasination and funeral and my mother crying as she watched the news coverage on our black and white TV while ironing.  She was using one of those bottles described in the original post. 

13.  I remember our class being taken to the auditorium and watching the first man walk on the moon. 

14.  I remember daily assemblies that included Scripture reading and prayer at school and these were lead by a teacher. 

15.  I didn't see a color TV until I was about 12 or 13 and that was at a friend's house.  I didn't know they even existed until then. 

16.  I remember the first attempt at movies on disks.  They were huge plastic things in huge plastic boxes and the picture quality was abysmal.  Of course, we thought it was great. 

17.  I remember Hi-FI stereos with automatic record changers that played 33s and 45s and what an improvement it was to be able to stack records and not have to change them after each one was finished.  At least I'm not quite old enough to remember using a Victrola! 

When I think about all the innovations and inventions I have seen in my lifetime, it amazes me.  There are microwaves, color tv, personal computers, cell phones, MP3 players, CDs, VCRs, DVDs, and the list goes on.  Boy, do I feel old now! 

I'm just a tad southwest of Bangor, maybe 3 exits south off 95.  I love Acadia but not during tourist season!  I think Orono is nice--college townish if you're into that scene.  I feel old and crusty when I go there, so I don't.  I just spent the day in Bangor because we've been without power for 24 hours and just got it back on mere minutes ago.  Crazy T-storms here yesterday! 

Welcome to Maine and sorry your vacation is turning out to be so crappy.  Mine always do to, which I why I haven't taken one in...oh....5 years now! 

No, it's not fair that you should have to pay for a private school, but that might just be what is best for your daughter.  We decided 16 years ago that our 3 children would not go to public schools.  We have spent a fortune over the years, but I do not regret it for an instant. 

yesterday i took my son to ball practice to see if he wanted to join.  the friend i talked about in this post, his mom was there.  (i knew the boy played ball, that's why my son wanted to play ball too).  so i told my son that we'd go watch and see if that's what he wants to do.  so i'm sitting there talking with the mom and i told her that i was a little scared of my son playing football because of getting hurt, etc.  that he had already had two broken bones.  she said that her husband (the dad that kicked the dog), has had several broken bones, from wrecks and she said when he was younger, he used to fight (like street fighting type stuff, not boxing).  but she said that he doesn't do that any more, we grow up as we get older.  i thought to myself, i guess he just beats up dogs now.  i'm going to check into what rescue groups are around here.  it's very obvious these dogs don't go to the vet for checkups.  even if there is no child abuse going on, the kids are going to think it's ok to hurt animals.

thanks for your opinions

I think most private schools don't have to follow those govt innoculations things - I'm not sure, of course, but I seem to have heard something about that from parents who sent their children to private schools.  I couldn't afford that back in the days.

As for the deep south....things have gotten better for the American blacks all throughout this country finally after 400+ years or thereabouts...........I look toward Atlanta, Georgia because it shows what I'm talking about.  There are a tremendous amount of successful black Americans in Atlanta (not just in Atlanta either - Florida for one) and living in GREAT neighborhoods, buying expensive property and kudos to them.....I'm tolerant of everyone and everything in life except the intolerant and the extremists/terrorists and people who take advantage of others.....

My daughter has been accepted to U of Tampa, a private college.  She will be a transfer student from a community college. However, she is also entertaining going to U of South FL (St. Pete campus). 

Financially it's the same because with UT she is getting grants/scholarships for most of the tuition.  At USF, she will be covered 75% by Bright Futures.  We will have to take out loans for housing for either.

We are having extreme anxiety over this.  Both campuses are very nice, but her personality is more condusive to the St. Pete (state college) atmosphere.  It's on the bay and looks to be much more laid back than UT which is in the middle of downtown Tampa.  

There are so many factors and if I enumerated them here, well, ya'll would get very bored.  But her major concern is learning and her second concern is being happy in her environment.  We are not big city folk, but I have no doubt wherever she goes, she will succeed.  I just want her to have the best experience possible.  In my heart I think USF is best, but she thinks resume-wise, a private college would look better.  Also, she is having a problem with turning down the grants/scholarships ($15,000) from UT and opting  for a state school. 

Let me also briefly say that her program of study is very strong at both schools and she has links with a professor at one of the schools who is advising her, but nonbiased (so he's helpful, but not enough to say GO HERE! lol)

I'm just wondering if private is all it's cracked up to be?  I don't know... She's going to have to make this decision on her own, but if any of ya'll have any input regarding either school or the area or college experience with state vs private, I would really appreciate a word or two!

One more thing... she's a huge baseball fan... Rays fan... St. Pete campus is 2 miles from the stadium...  Not that that's a big consideration, but a comfort zone is a good thing?

And... I would move there with her IN A HEARTBEAT (either place), but my son is about to enter an AS program (radiology) at the community college here and that track cannot be interrupted... just wanted to give all pertinent info for best input by ya'll.

is there someone close to the both of you that could be present when you tell him.  Ordinarily, I would recommend meeting him in a public place, but in this case, since it is a financial affair, I wouldn't recommend that.  However, if there is someone you are both close to, perhaps you could have them present (even if only in the other room) while you tell him. 

Another possibility may be to discuss this with your in-laws first.  Again, I wouldn't ordinarily recommend this, but they appear to already be involved in your financial matters since you borrowed the money from them for the car.  Depending on their reaction, perhaps you could all sit down together and they could help you work this out. 

If all else fails, call your attorney and schedule a meeting where he will mediate.  I would not tell this man alone in person.  It doesn't sound like a safe thing to do.