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15 comments:
Don't remember #1 and #15, but do remember telling the operator the number I was calling(no dial on the phone and the number wasn't 7 digits).
I remember them all, but not what I had for breakfast today.
Should probably check your pulse.Immediately! Lol
No ripe bananas for you!
Don't remember home delivery; we went once a week to Hohmier Dairy in Springfield, IL with our wire carriers with glass quart and half gallon jugs to swap them for full ones.
I still buy PF Flyers brand new.Some people never grow up.Still the best canvas shoes around.
Yep, I remember all of those things. We had home delivery of bread, as well as milk back when I was growing up. Jody was the milk man, and Jesse was the bread man, no wait, or was it the other way around? LOL
How about $.25 a gallon gas, $.25 for a loaf of bread, .01 postage stamps? And then there was the segregated schools that nobody thought twice about, back then. Funny, that was a time when everyone seemed to get along.
My kids have been calling me old as dirt for as long as I can remember.
I remember every one of them
Well, maybe some dirt, but not all of it.
our number was pioneer 9 7171...but we only needed the last 5 digits.
I remember them all. Guess I should start shovelling dirt.
Our phone number was 268, and my friend across the street was 298. No dial tones, just an operator that would ask "number please." My mom was an operator back then, and when she was working, I would pick up the phone and wait for an operator to ask "number please" and if it wasn't my mother, I would tell the operator that I wanted to talk to my mommy. They all knew who's kid it was because they knew the number they were plugged in to. Heck, I'm so old I was born at home and delivered by a small town family doctor. How many still alive can say that? It wasn't a big deal, we were just poor.
The only thing I don't remember is black jack chewing gum but I do remember going to one of the last vaudville theaters in the country,it was the Victory Theatre in San Jose California.The Saturday afternoon matinee was 2 movies and a stage show 14 cents. We kids loved the movies but hated the stage show with their stupid jokes we didn't understand.I was in elementary school at the time,1946 to 1949,4th 5th and 6th grades then the family moved to Maryland for my fathers job.
Remember all of them.
Phone number was Colfax 2-6430
I can. Born in PA at home. Almost didn't make it.
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