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Ole Grey Mare
Ole Grey Mare
warmandsexy52 has a very interesting post today on percentages and ages of who blogs, which made me feel like the Ole Grey Mare.
All you young-ens won't know what that means. Ole Grey Mare, but I think you can figure it out.
Anyway warm got me to thinking (he does that a lot)Of what I have seen in my life time and what you young-ens haven't.
Ice boxes. How many of you know what a true ice box is?
I didn't have a nice air conditioned car with power steering, or a hair dryer for that matter or a curling iron. After washing my hair you either towel dried it or sat in front of a fireplace or in the summer went outside to dry it. To curl it you put it up in rollers then slept on it like that over night.
No air conditioned homes either. On hot summer days and nights you sat in front of an electric fan made of metal, not plastic. Didn't even know what the word meant. Plastic. Wasn't in our vocabulary.
T.V. What was that? If you were lucky enough to have one of the first ever made the only thing you could watch on it was news, then a couple of music shows and it went off air at 11:00 PM.
Phones. Now there's another thing. Phones didn't have just one number per person. Nope it was party lines. If you wanted to make a call and someone else was talking you had to wait until they were done before you could call.
What was fun about that, was you could listen to the other peoples conversation. You were not suppose to but we all did.
Entertainment. We made up our own games. None of this sitting at the T.V., all day and night. We actually had to play made up games or board or card games. We had to use our imaginations.
And the list can go on and on.
Do any of you seniors out their have memories of the good old days, when life was simpler?
Take care everyone
5/15/2006 1:51 pm
Oh kat, it was really ungentlemanly to make a lady think about her age. If I tell you that it was my little devil talking will you forgive me? In every respect you are so young in spirit and joie de vivre.|
However, you've written a really fascinating post that struck a chord or two with me. I remember when trains were pulled by steam engines, a milkman delivered the milk to the doorstep, when the hot water came from a back boiler behind the coal fire in the living room and you were only allowed three inches of water in the bath, when washing went through the mangle, playing dominoes for hours in the evening and there were pounds, shillings and pence ..... and even farthings (a quarter of an old penny ... worth about half a cent). And supermarkets simply didn't exist!
It was a much more innocent time and post-war people really did believe that the world was going to be a better place ....... without soundbites, media manipulation or cynicism.
You've got me started kat! Somebody stop me!
5/20/2006 12:09 am
I can relate...|