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LinnaeaBorealis -> RE: You know you're getting old... (7/4/2011 1:46:18 AM)
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I am really fucking old!!! Half of the stuff y'all are talking about I don't remember because it was waaaaay after my time. We lived in a fairly large city--Seattle--so I didn't see carts & horses, but our milk was delivered in glass bottles with the cream on top. We didn't get a tv until I was in 4th grade. Before that we listened to the radio. My mom listened to the soaps in the daytime & I listened to the serials in the evenings before bed. It was so cool to go into their room & get on their big bed--full size was the biggest back then--& listen to The Lone Ranger & The Great Gildersleeve in the dark.
Once we got the tv, we were only allowed half an hour a night, unless I could get Father to turn on George Gobel, then we could watch for a whole hour. If I wanted to watch American Bandstand--the original after-school special--I had to go to the neighbor's house. Her mother let us watch all the tv we wanted.
We had a tetherball in the yard & every summer we'd set up the badminton net & play with shuttlecocks with real feathers on them. My Father drove a Model A for awhile & we'd have to back up steep hills. Then he bought my mom a 1950 Austin of England. Brand new!!!
Today I was behind a driver who had his hand out the window & I kept thinking he was signalling that he was slowing down & then for a left turn. I realized that he was probably too young to remember the hand signals we used because cars didn't have turn signals on them. And when it was hot out, we rolled down the windows & drove 60mph. That was air conditioning.
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