Wolf counselor Loc: Heart of Texas

When I was a kid, Coke actually had cocaine in it.

PoppaGringo Loc: Muslim City, Mexifornia, B.R.

Boy, you really are ancient. That was in late 1890"s and very early 1900's.

oldroy Loc: Western Kansas (No longer in hiding)

We didn't have TV till about 1950 but we had to move to a new town for that to happen. I never did see TV on rabbit ears because out in the deep sticks you needed to have a high antenna to get anything. We could see all three of the channels, ABC, CBS, and NBC.

Our phone was hanging on the wall and you cranked it to call people on the line you were on. Longs and shorts. Of course to get off that line you had to call the operator. Very soon after we moved and got the dial phone service I was talking to someone and one of the women on our line started clicking her thing up and down and I shouted, "Stop the trying to throw me out to get the operator, you old bitch." Well my mother didn't like that one a bit but I told her she had to live by the old sow and I would soon be back in college.

wolffy

I'm so old that I crap dust!

slatten49 Loc: Lake Whitney, Texas

That's really old.

rjoeholl

We didn't even have electricity; we had to watch T.V. by candle light.

badbobby Loc: texas

old is old
but BS splatters

Louie27 Loc: Peoria, AZ

Heavens no! At that age you are just a youngster.

Louie27 Loc: Peoria, AZ

I remember all of that. Did you ever listen to Captain Midnight or listen to Fibber McGee and Molly, inner sanctum mystery theater, our Miss Brooks, Amos and Andy, Great Gildersleeve and many others. I spent many evenings listening to many of those shows. Those were the good days to grow up with out many fears as there are in the world and our country today. I have most likely forgotten many others. I still have a rotary phone, 8 track tapes, cassette tapes and many old 78 rpm records. Those were good days to be alive and full of spunk.

Mr Shako Loc: Colo Spgs

If it was, old information dies hard.

Here's little bit of Coca-Cola info I'll bet few of you know.

Tyrus (Ty) Raymond Cobb was great baseball player who was among the first group of players inducted into the Cooperstown Hall of Fame. During his playing days (mostly with the Detroit Tigers) Cobb was one of the most hated players to wear a uniform. He really played the game hard, often cheated, and was seen to file his spikes to a sharp edge so he could cut the opposing shortstop or second baseman as he stole a base. At one time, he held the Major League record for stolen bases (72) in a single year. He was despised not only by opposing players but members of his own team, as well.

That said...Cobb was from Ga. (home of Coca-Cola) and very early got in on buying Coke shares. Although other players hated him, he was known to have a sharp mind when it came to the stock market. They often asked his advice on a particular stock they were interested in. After giving his opinion, Cobb often steered the conversation back to a rationale for buying Coke stock. Those that did retired comfortably including Cobb.

ExperienceCounts

I remember when you went to church on Sunday morning (Sunday School and preaching) and evening (Training Union and preaching), Wednesday evening Bible Study and preaching and had a covered dish meal fellowship on Friday that most all members attended. I remember what is called a Blue Law Sunday and almost everything was closed...things still got bought and sold, just not on Sunday.

I remember when parents taught you right and wrong and the government, social services, and cps stayed out of it. God, the church, and your church community were your guides. I remember when it was shameful to ask for help, but your church, family, and friends would help you without being asked.

I remember when having a job and doing it well were something to be proud of, instead of asking what's in it for me, when do I get coffee and phone breaks and how much can I get by with not doing. I remember when not doing the job for which you were paid to do would have been considered stealing.

I remember mom teaching us how to cook as we stood behind the table and helped fix the meal. I remember a wringer washer and wash tub and hanging clothes out on the clothes line to freeze, only to bring them back in again to dry around the wood heat stove. I remember sharing a bedroom with a grandmother and 2 sisters. I remember pulling weeds in the garden, planting, watering, harvesting, canning food so there'd be something to eat in the winter. I remember owning 3 sets of underwear, 2 pairs of shoes, and 3 changes of school clothes, one church dress, one heavy coat and one sweater. Shorts were pants that got too short and weren't fit as a hand-me-down.

I remember binding together to help one another to get tasks accomplished, roofing, bringing in the coal, digging an out house, weeding, killing chickens, hand scrubbing clothes, whirly lawn mower. I remember 78 records, the radio, and holding the antenna for one of 3 tv stations.

I remember when disrespecting Anyone, especially an adult would get your butt whipped or you mouth smacked and if you'd complain you'd get more of the same. I remember when you were held accountable for your actions, no excuses, after all God sees all and excuses won't work when you meet Him face to face at judgement day--the parents were just teaching you the rules.

I remember when you knew mom and dad loved you because they were there everyday, no matter what. Heck, I remember when there weren't baby daddy's and baby momma's because you were husband and wife before there were children and you knew there was only one possibility of who was the parent (or if you didn't, no one was talking).

I remember when telling a lie was considered a sin and now it's just hype, spin, politics, or marketing.

All of these "I remembers", makes me glad I grew up in a Christian home with both parents and a Christian community who practiced what they preached.

We watched out for each other and helped one another, bullying and such weren't allowed even among siblings.

We had enough, though times were sometimes rough. Didn't have a lot materially, however; we had each other, a roof over our heads, food in our bellies, medical care when absolutely necessary, and most importantly our faith in God and His purpose for and in our lives.

I'm still growing as His Child, working on doing what he'd have me do, taking it one day at a time, one hour, or even one minute as I move forward in my life span. And just so you know, sometimes God does say, "not right now, maybe, and sometimes an outright "no"" to our prayers instead of saying, "yes."

It's up to us to just keep on trusting Him and keep doing His will.

God bless each and everyone of you, your families and your loved ones. I pray that each day you have Enough to carry you on your life's journey.

Highlander66 Loc: Illinois

We had the rotary phone but we didn’t get the tv until 1987. I was in college when my folks got that one. I missed the 60s and 70s because we just never got a tv

Mr Shako Loc: Colo Spgs

Do you remember, "Return with us now to those thrilling days of yesteryear. From out of the past comes the thundering hoofbeats of the great horse Silver. The Lone Ranger Rides Again!!' This was followed by a voice crying out, "Hi-yo Siler! Away!" At that point, Part 3 ("The Hunt")of Rossini's William Tell Overture would be turned up full blast. OR at the end..."Who was that masked man, Sheriff?" ANS: "That was the Lone Ranger, son."

Yes...they truly were the "good ol' days" what w/ gas at 18 cents a gallon (lower if you preferred SUNOCO)...penny candy....nickel candy bars...double-dip ice cream cones for 10 cents. Streetcars 10 cents...NYC subways and els for five cents...daily newspapers 2 cents each in roughly 3-4 daily editions...the Good Humor man jingling his bells...milk at 14 cents/quart delivered to you doorstep...boy's shoes from Thom McAn for $4.95 each plus a free shoe horn...Ford Tri-motors or DC-3s...no automatic transmissions in cars until 1941 (Chrysler, De Soto & Olds)...Hudson's w/ that tube-like, mouned on the steering column, black shifter casing...people actually buying Studebakers and Nash autos...Ford claiming, "There's a Ford in Your Future"...[ I still have the bill of sale for the old man's 1937 Chevy Coach (a 2-door)for $600.]

And above all...WALKING TO SCHOOL!!

I could go on but the next thing you know, someone will be calling me an old fart!

PoppaGringo Loc: Muslim City, Mexifornia, B.R.

I got an abdominal hernia over that one.

Floyd Brown Loc: Milwaukee WI

And you had to walk to school & back both ways up hill.

It was the rough times that made you the person you are.