[CarolynS]

...and have some fun. I received this my email...one of those that circulates around and around...so you have probably seen it...

I'm older than dirt

Someone asked the other day, 'What was your favorite fast food when you were growing up?'
'We didn't have fast food when I was growing up,' I informed him. 'All the food was slow.'

'C'mon, seriously. Where did you eat?'
'It was a place called 'at home,' I explained. ! 'Mum cooked every day and when Dad got home from work, we sat down together at the dining room table, and if I didn't like what she put on my plate I was allowed to sit there until I did like it.'

By this time, the kid was laughing so hard I was afraid he was going to suffer serious internal damage, so I didn't tell him the part about how I had to have permission to leave the table.

Here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if I figured his system could have handled it :

Some parents NEVER owned their own house, wore Levis, set foot on a golf course, travelled out of the country or had a credit card.

My parents never drove me to school. I had a bicycle that weighed probably 50 pounds, and only had one speed, (slow). [actually, I walked to school with my a rubber book band around my books]

We didn't have a television in our house until I was 19. It was, of course, black and white, and the station went off the air at midnight, after playing the national anthem and a poem about God. It came back on the air at about 6 a.m. and there was usually a locally produced news and farm show on, featuring local people.

I never had a telephone in my room. The only phone was on a party line. Before you could dial, you had to listen and make sure some people you didn't know weren't already using the line. [my sisters and I would listen in when our parents weren’t home]

Pizzas were not delivered to our home... But milk was.

All newspapers were delivered by boys and all boys delivered newspapers -- my brother delivered a newspaper, six days a week. He had to get up at 5 AM every morning.

Movie stars kissed with their mouths shut. At least, they did in the movies. There were no movie ratings because all movies were responsibly produced for everyone to enjoy viewing, without profanity or violence or most anything offensive.

My Dad is cleaning out my grandmother's house (she died in December) and he brought me an old Royal Crown Cola bottle. In the bottle top was a stopper with a bunch of holes in it.. I knew immediately what it was, but my daughter had no idea. She thought they had tried to make it a salt shaker or something. I knew it as the bottle that sat on the end of the ironing board to 'sprinkle' clothes with because we didn't have steam irons. [heck, I used the darn ‘sprinkle’ to iron my father’s work shirts]

Candy cigarettes
Coffee shops with table side juke boxes [25cents; sometimes a dime]
Home milk delivery in glass bottles
Party lines on the telephone
Newsreels before the movie
TV test patterns that came on at night after the last show and were there until TV shows started again in the morning. (there were only 3 channels [if you were fortunate]; ABC, NBC and CBS)
Howdy Doody [Saturday mornings, Sky King at noon, and Captain Kangaroo on weekdays]
45 RPM records
Saturday matinee kids movies included popcorn and cartoons
Hi-fi's
Metal ice trays with lever [hated those things, but they came with the refrigerator; wasn’t frig back then]
Blue flash bulb
Cork popguns
Studebakers
Wash tub wringers [I only need to remember back to the 70s for this one. We had a brand spanking new one when we lived in Turkey in the early 70s, washed diapers in it..hung them to dry from a line on the balcony]