Edie

I loved it when Red Skelton would say "Oooh, there went a flock of them that time." He was referring to sea gulls! Remember that?

Remember the high school canteen dances. Started at 7:00 and ended at 10:00 and somebody's parents would pick you up? Or for those who had White Castle restaurants - paid 12 cents for a White Castle hamburger. And then see who could stuff the most in their mouth? Oh, heck I could go on forever - How bout the snipe hunts? Parking and hope to heck someone from school would see you??????? How bout hickey's and trying to explain that to your mother? How about getting hit with a snowball? She didn't believe you.. Why not? Because she used the same excuse!!!! What a wonderful life we have had - wonderful friends, wonderful memories, wonderful everything. I wouldn't change anything in the world for those days - which were the 50's. I grew up in the 50's from a 12 year old child to a married woman. Sure I have memories'; my wedding, eloping to the Little Brown Church in the Vale in Nashua Iowa, our son, adopted, and the light of our life and now he is pushing 50. My husband's layoffs for the first 20 years of our married life, his being #1 on the labor list. His retirement - our times together during that time from 1993 to 2013 when he passed away. Our life was typical, poor to begin with, poor all our lives, but so rich. I wouldn't change a minute of our lives together and our times together. Live, love, laugh and be happy - Hey that sounds like a song!!!!!! (When the Red Red Robin come Bob Bob Bobbin' along"). Knee Hi's! Plaid skirts, sweater sets, crinoline slips and our skirts would fluff up when we sat down at our desks! And the more crinoliines (as we called them) the more flared out our skirts would be. Sorry, but you know, the kids today will never know this as we did.

Live, love, laugh and be happy, and right now I am heading out on my deck with a glass of wine and sit in my rocking chair (out doors) and embroider a Christmas quilt.

God Bless Us Everyone!!!!! Edie - again!~

carolynjo

Yep, I fit the category because I remember them all. JC Penny's also sold fabric in my town.

Rhealene

I remember all that stuff and I am only 49...well...turning 50 June 14.... Maybe I am older than dirt but at least I don't feel like it or look like it...LOL!!

nannyrick

Hate to admit it but, I remember them all, LOL.

missgigglewings

Yep..Older then dirt! I remember every single thing on here. Plus they forgot one for wash day. The "blueing" you added to make your whites whiter before you put them thru the wringer! That and the liquid starch was always my job!

mojo11

I remember them all too. Still have cases of 45's and 33's. Have some 78's too. I think we all that are older than dirt are blessed to be born when we were. We were loved, safe, and carefree during those years. Look at all the changes we have seen in our lives.

maviskw

We had records that had the music on only one side. One of them was "The Jolly Coppersmith". I could still sing a few bars of that for you! My brother and I would crank up the Victrola, but just a few turns on the crank. Then we would roll on the floor laughing when the music got slower and slower, and the voice got lower and lower.
We played with tinker toys and could order more pieces through the mail if there were more we needed. We could order only one spool or one stick if that is what we wanted. A few pennies, and postage wasn't much either.

I was a teacher at a one room school: all eight grades! I still do that, but I re-enact 1904 for 4th graders.
I didn't see outdoor drive- in movies mentioned. My daughter told me today that she asked her niece if she had ever been to a drive-in. The niece said, "No, but I've been to a walk-in." Ha, ha!

MaryKatherine

Definitely older than dirt. Sigh.
MaryKatherine

dd

I was folding fabric yesterday and for some reason was remembering buying fabric at JC Penney. The things they pull fabric through to measure the fabric too. My husband just mentioned the other day about drinking water from the garden hose. My mom always used pants stretchers on my dad's work pants. Sprinkled and ironed everything. Could never understand why she dried the clothes outside, even in the winter, then made them wet so she could iron them dry again. They had to be put in the fridge first though. It was Teaberry gum in our house. Never had a TV in my room til I was married, in the 80's.

svenskaflicka1

i remember waxed paper for sandwiches--baggies hadn't been invented (later in the 50s, there were waxed paper sandwich bags, if you were rich enough to get them.); penny candy cost a penny, gum ball machines that gave you a gum ball, and "charms", as well. "cracker jacks" actually had little prizes in them--not just flat paper books and cartoons. prizes came inside cereal boxes, too. the local "corner store" was run by a retired butcher, who was minus some fingers, but he was kind to us kids, and would sell us half a popsicle for three cents if we didn't have the nickel for the whole thing. we kids could be sent to any store to buy cigarettes for our folks. some stores required a note from mom or dad, but most didn't. we even had a popcorn stand on the street in the summertime--we could buy a small bag of popcorn for a nickel, a big one for a dime. eventually, they had a new fangled treat, too--sno cones. we kids experienced a new level of brain freeze, and we loved it. the traveling carnival came to town every summer, and we went "alone", with our friends, because we knew everybody's folks were looking out for us. there were always dire warning about the "carnies", but there were always adults who were watching any group of kids who were on their own.

rollerskates had to be clamped onto your leather soled shoes--and if your friend didn't have skated, you loaned them one, so you could both "one-foot skate" on the sidewalk. (i still have my skate key, and my mom's as well. she and dad met at a roller rink, and that key was symbolic of a marriage that lasted 62 years.) the red metal wagon was our main amusement in the summer--gravity propelled it down the hill by our house, with us in it. the ride was the reward, and then we got to hike back up the hill, and do it again. and if you lived close enough, in minneapolis, you could walk to minnehaha falls, and follow the creek all the way to the place where it joined the mississippi river.

so, yep. i'm not only older than dirt--i was probably there when it was invented...