Owld Guiy wrote:
I remember being able to smoke on planes
I remember when anyone could walk in to an airport and go right to the gate. Made picking people up much easier.
How about slowing down or pulling over for a funeral procession? Haven't seen that in forever.
Communists.
Both the real ones (e.g. old union members) and the fake ones (young good-for-nothing windbags). They all died out with the fall of the Soviet Union and the Berlin wall.
Owld Guiy wrote:
I remember being able to smoke on planes
Smoking in general. Even in the 80s (to say nothing of the 60s) everyone smoked. I spent my formative years wading through thick clouds of billowing smoke. My great aunt had an aneurysm and was in the hospital and I distinctly remember her smoking in her hospital bed. All my friends' parents smoked. My dad ran and he smoked, quite a bit, maybe a pack and a half a day. He almost never bought them, either, just bummed from people (he was trying to quit). Can you imagine being able to bum 30 cigarettes a day? You'd be hard-pressed to do that even at Altria (old Phillip Morris).
Also, Phillip Morris. Remember them?
I remember when iPhones only came in small sizes.
I remember (and long for) the time before the information age.
Back before Google, rumor was king. Urban legends were haunting and unverifiable. Richard Gere and the gerbil? THAT WAS A MF FACT!
For children of the 80s (and maybe earlier?):
The Saturday Morning Lineup.
I recently (as in a few minutes ago) perused some youtube videos of old Hanna Barbera cartoons. Not as good as I remembered. In fact, they were mostly terrible, but children I suppose are easily satisfied.
I remember having conversations with people rather than people being buried in their phones
The threat of nuclear war. Duck and cover.
Being free to roam the neighborhood as long as I was home in time for dinner. The word "playdate" didn't exist thank god.
Taping songs off the radio ... making mix tapes ... but, when CDs came out, it seemed like the dawn of a magical new age.
Looking up movie times in the newspaper.
Car seats? Seatbelts? Nope! I'm pretty sure child car seats didn't exist when I was a kid b/c I sure as shit never saw one until I was an adult. I just bounced around the back bench in my parent's car.
HRE wrote:
Milk being delivered to your house in bottles. left in a milk box, and leaving empty bottles in the box that the milk man took away.
A train being pulled by a steam locomotive, a real train, not a tourist attraction one.
A "rag man," a guy who went from house to house with a horse drawn wagon filled with rags he'd gotten from people that he sold to some place that made the rags into "new" material.
TV stations signing off at night with the national anthem and coming back on the same way.
Getting only one TV channel.
Heating the house with a coal furnace.
Doctors making house calls.
Geezus how old are you?
The sound and smell of my Dad's '49 Chevy Pick-up.
All this talk of Sears catalogs and now mention of the best part? The ladies underwear section. So many hours spent in wonder and awe.
Conjunction Junction and what not.
Blue Chip and Green Stamps
Columbia House Record Club
That awesome Ditto machine smell
--If you fell asleep with the TV on, waking up at 3 AM to that test pattern that looked like "Big Chief" w the high pitched sound
--waiting till after 7 pm to make long distance phone calls because it was cheaper
Bushy nether regions, as featured in actual printed porno mags. Supplied by my friend's older brother, natch. (Was porn back then ever supplied by anyone other than an older brother?) All of these things are, I believe, a distant memory.
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Bushy nether regions, as featured in actual printed porno mags. Supplied by my friend's older brother, natch. (Was porn back then ever supplied by anyone other than an older brother?) All of these things are, I believe, a distant memory.
Really? 'Natch'? Right up there with 'foodie' as words that make people cringe.
vinylist wrote:
Columbia House Record Club
Yes - licking the stamps and attaching them to the form ...
Hungry Man TV DInners.....especially salisbury steak. I used to be so psyched when my parents went out for the night because they'd buy these and then we'd eat them, as intended, in front of the TV. I remember you would have to peel back the aluminum foil over certain parts of the tray for even cooking.