Someone asked the other day, 'What was your favourite '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 '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 lad 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.
But here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if
I'd figured his system could have handled it:
Some parents NEVER owned their own house, wore jeans, 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).
We didn't have a television in our house until I was 10.
It was, of course, black and white, and the station went off the air at 10
pm, after playing the national anthem and epilogue; 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.
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, seven days a week. He had to
get up at 6AM every morning.
Film stars kissed with their mouths shut. At least, they did in the films.
There were no movie ratings because all movies were responsibly produced
for everyone to enjoy viewing, without profanity or violence or almost
anything offensive. If you grew up in a generation before there was fast food, you may
want to share some of these memories with your children or grandchildren.
Just don't blame me if they bust a gut laughing.
Growing up isn't what it used to be, is it?
MEMORIES from a friend:
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.
Man, I am old.
How many do you remember? Headlight dip-switches on the floor of the car.
Ignition switches on the dashboard.
Trouser leg clips for bicycles without chain guards. Soldering irons you heated on a gas burner.
Using hand signals for cars without turn indicators. Older Than Dirt Quiz:
Count all the ones that you remember, not the ones you were told about.
Ratings at the bottom. 1. Sweet cigarettes
2. Coffee shops with juke boxes
3. Home milk delivery in glass bottles
4. Party lines on the telephone 5. Newsreels before the movie 6. 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 2
channels[if you were fortunate]) 7. Peashooters
8.. 33 rpm records
9. 45 RPM records
10.78 RPM records
12. Metal ice trays with levers
13. Blue flashbulb
14. Cork popguns
15. Wash tub wringers
16. Spud guns
17. Making your own bow and arrows
18. Going out to play and going home at 'meal time' If you remembered 0-3 = you're still young
If you remembered 3-6 = You are getting older
If you remembered 7-11 = Don't tell your age
If you remembered 12-15 = You're positively ancient! I must be 'positively ancient' but those memories are some of the
best parts of my life. Don't forget to pass this along!!
Especially to all your reallyOLDfriends.... I
just did!!!!!!!!! (PS. I used a large type face so you could read it easily)
Dementia and Eyesight problems I noticed some time ago, that my eyesight was giving me
problems when trying to read and concentrate on things like my blog, but when I
got my eyes tested I was told there is nothing wrong.
I know that my brain fluctuates quite regularly during the
day, through my Lewy Body Dementia, and I go from being active to not being able
to work things out, so I am now wondering whether this has some effect on my
eyesight as well as this also fluctuates, and after a while it becomes annoying. I sometimes get blurred vision and other times I see double.
I had double vision problems many years ago and it was corrected, but that was
before the Lewy Body dementia started.
I confess that I am starting to wonder if the dementia is
behind this, especially as it’s intermittent and not there all of the time. I
try to keep myself active but when this starts it causes upset as I cannot do
the things I want to do, or cannot see properly to concentrate.
Brought out each year, so I can remember what I wrote about raising awareness
time to start our yearly campaign to raise awareness of dementia, and as I am
away on holiday at the time of this event, I am trying to, do everything I can
before we go away Dementia is
an illness that no one wants, and it’s something very few really understand,
because we don’t know what causes it.
Many of us
lose friends once we get the diagnosis, and that is very hard to accept, but
most of this is caused by pure ignorance of the illness
Many people refuse
to accept the diagnosis when it is given, and then refuse help.
have said that family members refuse to accept the diagnosis, and even try to
say that there is nothing visibly wrong with the person who has the illness.
This is something which can go on to cause more stress to the person with
that everyone with dementia is the same, yet we are all individuals, on
individual journeys, so no two people with any form of th…
I had never realised until recently just how much a chest infection changes a person with a neurological illness like dementia.
I had a bad one three weeks ago and realised that I was going up the wall, and was doing and saying things that hurt my wife, or at least I did after I did it.
I honestly do not know how this happens but it is hurtful to everyone around, at the time, as we do things which are totally out of character.
I have been diagnosed as having another yesterday, so that must be about the sixth one this year, and its getting me down.
I thought I was alright in the morning apart from being chesty, having a horrendous headache and coughing up loads of rubbish. We then we went out shopping where I went dizzy and ended up hanging on to the shop shelves for security
After a while my wife rang the doctors to get an appointment before they closed for the weekend.
But these people seem to have vastly different ideas, each time you see the doctor that is in the clinic when we …