I REMEMBER WHEN

[hogpatrol]

I remember sleeping on a cot in the basement in the summer when it was stinking hot. We had no AC and left all the windows and doors with screens wide open all night. Keys in the truck and car too, never stolen.

 

[rwj]

Anyone remember car ignition switches that could be left in an “armed” position where the vehicle could be started/driven without the key? 1960 Chevy Impala... the one with “wings”!

 

[Mills]

I remember when Midway had free shipping.

 

[Monte F]

I remember when Midway had free shipping.

They have it now on orders over $49.00.

 

[KMart]

Anyone remember car ignition switches that could be left in an “armed” position where the vehicle could be started/driven without the key? 1960 Chevy Impala... the one with “wings”!

You made my light bulb come on. High and low beam of the headlights was controlled by the dimmer switch on the left side of the floor and operated by your foot. The starter was located on the right of the accelerator pedal and the old timers called it the foot feed. When cool weather set in, to start the car in the morning, you pumped the foot feed 4-5 times and pulled the choke cable out about half way. And hoped your 6 volt battery made it through the night. Then you flood the carburetor, car won't start and go back in the house for a while.

 

[Rustytigwire]

Kmart!
"Then you flood the carburetor, car won't start and go back in the house for a while."

Thats why my orange Husqvrna zero turn mower has a KTM sticker on it.

 

[AccelR8]

Used to be old timers would say "step on the starter" and the youngsters would go "huh?"

edit to add; I remember an old timer told me in 1975, "I step on my starter and Maaan, she don't say NUTHIN!" Translation; he had a dead battery.

 

[rebel]

I can remember hating everybody involved in Watergate cuz all 3 channels had nothing but that on.
I can remember a 1970 Nova that I built wheel standing a wee bit when I got her hooked up.
Summer in the South. Girls in bikinis at the lake at the rope swing. Plugging a watermelon with ill gotten liquor.
The first time a girlfriend said - "I'm late." Knowing you had to step up if was what it was.
( thank God it never was )
I remember that big promotion at work, how proud I was. And I remember 10 days after, my Mom being diagnosed with terminal brain cancer. She had a seizure and Dad called 911. The message got to me 30 minutes later and I left work in the self built 76 f 100. I beat the ambulance there with 2 cops on my behind. They told me they were sorry about my Mom 20 minutes later as she had been their school teacher. I remember standing numb at the church, shaking hands and mumbling thank you. I remember my wife 's hand, touch, most of all through the entire day. My daughter crying, my son trying to be strong. Then the family blowing apart as if she had been the concrete that held it all together.
I remember Flat Top and Grandfather Mtn. in October and November. Rime Ice, Hoar frost turning a entire landscape white.
I remember some rough ol' boys coming into camp up to no good and a young 19 year old, late from the deer stand, making his presence known behind them with a 94 Winchester.
The flush of 4 ruffed grouse at one time.
Above all, I remember. I have seen some wondrous things in our ancient Southern Blue ridge. I sometimes think I can hear ancient people speak through the creak in the wind shaped trees and the gurgle of trout streams. Those voices don't haunt me, they reassure me like a warm blanket.
Wonderful thread. Thank you boys.

 

[6ShotsOr5?]

I also remember guns in the dorm room. The pic below was in my dorm room in 1979 at Lassen College in NE California.
Officially you were supposed to have them locked in the “gun room” down the hall. However everybody wanted to go shooting on the weekends and thats when the druggie RA was shacking up with his girlfriend in town. There was no way to get your gun so we all just did this.
Nobody cared


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Got a target on the wall too!

 

[6ShotsOr5?]

About the three on the tree, I remember my 1968 F100 had that and some linkage under the firewall that had a worn out bushing and about once a week or so the linkage would slip so that it wouldn’t shift the gears, and I never did get it fixed right. I would just crawl under and put it back in place. The only time it really bothered me was when it happened while I was on a date.

 

[INShooter]

About the three on the tree, I remember my 1968 F100 had that and some linkage under the firewall that had a worn out bushing and about once a week or so the linkage would slip so that it wouldn’t shift the gears, and I never did get it fixed right. I would just crawl under and put it back in place. The only time it really bothered me was when it happened while I was on a date.

I had that exact problem with a 67 Bronco. It was a nylon bushing in the mechanism just in front of the firewall. Ford could not supply a new one. Shortly after that time a divorce happened and the Bronco was lost . That still breaks my heart to this day. The loss, not the divorce.

 

[Mills]

I remember Sheriff Roy Coffee.

 

[snert]

I can remember hating everybody involved in Watergate cuz all 3 channels had nothing but that on.
I can remember a 1970 Nova that I built wheel standing a wee bit when I got her hooked up.
Summer in the South. Girls in bikinis at the lake at the rope swing. Plugging a watermelon with ill gotten liquor.
The first time a girlfriend said - "I'm late." Knowing you had to step up if was what it was.
( thank God it never was )
I remember that big promotion at work, how proud I was. And I remember 10 days after, my Mom being diagnosed with terminal brain cancer. She had a seizure and Dad called 911. The message got to me 30 minutes later and I left work in the self built 76 f 100. I beat the ambulance there with 2 cops on my behind. They told me they were sorry about my Mom 20 minutes later as she had been their school teacher. I remember standing numb at the church, shaking hands and mumbling thank you. I remember my wife 's hand, touch, most of all through the entire day. My daughter crying, my son trying to be strong. Then the family blowing apart as if she had been the concrete that held it all together.
I remember Flat Top and Grandfather Mtn. in October and November. Rime Ice, Hoar frost turning a entire landscape white.
I remember some rough ol' boys coming into camp up to no good and a young 19 year old, late from the deer stand, making his presence known behind them with a 94 Winchester.
The flush of 4 ruffed grouse at one time.
Above all, I remember. I have seen some wondrous things in our ancient Southern Blue ridge. I sometimes think I can hear ancient people speak through the creak in the wind shaped trees and the gurgle of trout streams. Those voices don't haunt me, they reassure me like a warm blanket.
Wonderful thread. Thank you boys.

Well done Rebel, well done

 

[Rednexx]

This country was some what "normal"

 

[rebel]

Ju

Well done Rebel, well done

Just speaking from my heart Parker, as you know I do.

 

[Cecil S.]

Ju

Just speaking from my heart Parker, as you know I do.

Very well said Sir.

 

[cw308]

I remember when , brings me down . Saw a post about a Snipe Hunt , when in the service and training in the south , you rebs got this city boy good . Great group of guys . Guess going back isn't all sad.

 

[AccelR8]

I remember when I had my first bow and arrows. I did some things that I sure cannot explain.

One time, I had the urge to skip an arrow off the ground underneath my dad's car. Rather than the arrow skipping off the ground as I had envisioned, it went right up the tail pipe! I looked up in there, couldn't see it. I went and got a flashlight. Still couldn't see it. Oh well I thought, it'll fall out one day while he's driving.

I seem to remember it was his '55 Chevy Biscayne but when I think of my age and when I got the bow for Christmas, now I think it must have been his '63 Biscayne. In any event, years later he had the muffler and tailpipe replaced and he came home with that arrow. He says, son do you know anything about this? He knew it was my arrow. I said yeah and told him the story. He gave me a little mini-lecture about doing potentially destructive things while trying not to laugh.

Another time...now this is really dumb...I was out with my bow in the springtime walking in the apple orchard. The trees were blossoming so they provided good cover from the air...I saw this plane about the size and shape of a Piper Cub (don't know for sure what type it was but that's close enough, it was a very small high wing tail dragger) flying along parallel to the tree rows and over one row. It was floating along very slow and very low. I have no idea what possessed me but I ducked under the nearest tree, under the thick layer of white blossoms. When that plane was directly over me I popped out and shot an arrow straight up and almost hit the thing! I had no intention of hitting it, I just thought it would be cool I guess to see how close I came. I watched that arrow going up, up, up as the plane lazily floated along and I was like oh crap it's gonna hit! No...no...noooo... Well it didn't hit thankfully and I immediately realized what a stupid thing that was to do and I think I said a little prayer thanking the Lord for covering me on that.

 

[hogpatrol]

I remember when cashiers could make change. They'd do the math in their head and then count it out as they dropped it in your hand in case you couldn't do the math.

 

[Coonman300]

Having parents that grew up thru the depression they wasted absolutely nothing. I remember my dad would disassemble something that was rotten and straighten out all the nails to reuse them on another project. One year I gave him a couple of boxes of new nails. I found them still unopened after he passed away...they were next to a bucket of old straightened nails! He paid cash for everything, was an excellent shot, extremely independent, WW2 vet, and took absolutely no shit from anyone. We ate many a can of sardines and Vienna sausages while walking miles quail hunting. His friends were the same way. I know they are all rolling over in their grave now.