Gee whiz, this thread is killing me.
Gee whiz, this thread is killing me.
That's the one. I spent many hours watching that test pattern while waiting for the Saturday morning cartoons to come on. Although sometimes it was old cowboy movies.View attachment 36993 here's the Indian
Yup, and Ben Franklin was too.I totally remember going to Sky City. And King's. Not to mention back then, Roses was a legit department store!
Anyone ever got hit in the head or hit somebody in the head with spit balls in school? lol
Nahhhhh...no pull top. Ya hadda have a "church key" to open 'em.Beer came in cans with a pull top and a seam in the side.
Ummm...I shoulda read farther.No pull top, had to use a church key.
I thought that was next year.Gas stations with three bathrooms.
Y'all are old...
It worked.Aw shucks..........that was the very reason this thread was created by @Geezer ..............to draw out all of the other geezers out in the open.
They still don't know what sweet tea is.I had to go to Pennsylvania back in the 70's and they didn't know what nabs were, either. Called em cheese crackers. How do people live live like that?
Everything was bigger back then.I remember walking downtown with my grandmother, and climbing on all the train cars parked outside the grain businesses. Climbed all over those cars, even got up on top of a couple of them. Nowadays, me and my grandmother would be prosecuted for trespassing and charged with domestic terrorism.
Also, when my wife and I were still dating, I told her stories about all the adventures I had as a kid at my babysitter's house (a little old lady related to us by marriage), and how big her yard and vegetable garden were. I mean that place was huge to me as a 4-5 year old! Anyway, as we were pulling down the road to show her the house, you can imagine my jaw hitting the floor when I saw just how small that house and lot were! Couldn't have been 1/8 of an acre! And the house looked to be less than 500 sq ft! I could not believe how small everything looked to me as an adult, when my memories of that part of my early childhood were so grand.
I thought it was Gee Wilikers.@Miss Lily
100 bonus points for the "Gee whiz". Now if you had only said the thread was "swell". lol
I can say I've stomped the floor more than I care to admit after those were gone...
Usually a cold early Saturday morning.... cracklins to follow. lol
I remember that, too, and my grandpa chopping up cabbage and making sauerkraut in an old stoneware crock. He had a flat rock that he would wash and wrap in cabbage leaves, then put on top to keep the cabbage submerged in the brine. I also remember my one attempt at making kraut, when I was in high school. I didn't know the crock had a crack. All the liquid leaked out... rotten cabbage is somewhere between skunk and Limburger cheese on the odor scale.I remember G-maw cutting the heads off the chickens and tossing them in the yard to run around.
I got to collect them and take they to the BIG cast iron pot to be "cooked" so the feathers could be removed.
I kept mine for years. I'm not sure but, believe it was mixed up in the property settlement/distribution. I'm sure the ex disposed ot it.