What memories! I grew up in the late 50s - 60s. Collecting pop bottles to turn in at a little store for a loaf of Wonder bread and a pound of sliced bologna that we fried and made sandwiches (Yummmm!).
Wearing pants under our dresses when we walked to school in the winter. Putting bread bags on our feet before putting on boots to go play in the snow. Making snow ice cream. Walking to and from the movies - if it was after dark on the way home, we always ran as fast as we could past the creepy funeral home!
As teenagers, getting 50 cents of gas on Friday and driving around town all weekend long. After we were married and DH came home from Vietnam, we were stationed in Virginia - we were shocked that gas there was 30 cents a gallon (about 5 cents higher than at home)and his pay was about $320 a month and our rent was $150!