Houses were certainly different “In the good ol’ Days”. I grew up in a small Midwest town. After the war, my Dad and Mom found a small four room house that they bought on contract for $1,800.00. Dad said houses were very hard to find in those days. No air conditioner, no bathroom (outhouse) and heat was provided by a coal stove. Hey, we had electricity and city water. I remember the “Scavenger man” came once a month in our town and cleaned out the privy (Outhouse). Dad was a coal miner and he was pretty handy. By the time I was 6 years old, we had a bathroom, detached garage and the attic was turned into 2 bedrooms. Mom had a gas stove to cook on but since Dad was a coal miner we still used coal to heat the house. Wow! On the really hot summer nights, Mom made us kids a “pallet” in the downstairs living room and we had fans that kept us from getting too hot. Finances were tight when miners went out on strike for better pay and safer working conditions. I think that I was in 8th grade before we got a window unit AC and a thirty five foot tower to pull-in some snow screen television from 100 miles away. Finally, Dad put in a gas furnace, but didn’t have central air until after I left the nest. Yep, those were the good ol’ days for real homes. Oh, We had a couple of old Plymouths and a Chrysler as we were growing up. When I was a sophomore in High School, Dad’s coal mine closed but that is another story.

It would be interesting to know what was your folks annual salary.

I can remember our family Doctor making a House Call and giving my Dad his home phone number in case of any problem during the night. Here in The Villages, I swear to you that our Doctor gave us his Cell Number. I haven't ever used it but what a feeling.

How about common decency in the old days. I really don't remember road rage either. When I was pulled over after just getting my drivers license and I had been drinking instead of arresting me they delivered me to my Dad. I wish they had locked me up instead. I did the same Monkey Business twice! Ouch!

Seriously Great Subject Again! Hope I don't lose any more friends because of infighting! To Tell You The Truth! There's something else that is a memory, the Truth.

One last thing. You can keep the Motorcycles my kids buy nowadays. Give me the Old School Ones anytime, no sidecar, please.

The good old days were when the news was on at 5:00 and 6:00. Not 24 hours per day.

When we got to bounce around in the back seat without seatbelts. When your brother would slam on the brakes so you would smash into the metal dash board.. lol.

When your parents would tell you to be home when the street lights came on and didn't have to worry about you going missing.

:bigbow: oh nucky, your the best!

Ha ha! I had a British sports car in the '70s that, according to the almost-only foreign car mechanic in town, financed his winter trip to the Bahamas every year. My husband would call him, and he'd say, "Where is it now?!" Or something like, "Cars don't BREAK axels anymore."

I'll take the mechanical reliability and non-rusting finish of today's cars.

I'll also take the internet, the cell phones, the microwaves, the blue tooth ways of monitoring your home, and any other technological advance that has freed up our leisure time and generally made life easier. I'm talking to you, online banking.

Back in the good ole days you could double the value of your Gremlin just by filling the gas tank.

Giggle snort!

We could go on a date for $5. $2 filled the tank, .70 cents for 2 movie tickets. .30 for popcorn and soda, $2 for 2 cheeseburgers 2 frys and 2 milk shakes at McDonalds. The good old days.

Once upon a time, spectators at PGA Tour events did not shout, "Mashed Potato" or "Get in the hole" or "Baba Booey".

Post of the day.. :1rotfl:

Always adjusting valves, replacing rings, wind shield wipers operating off the vacuum pump, tube tires, rust, and sealed beam headlights.
No thanks Ii will take the cars of today.

Ahhhh! The good old vacuum wipers.
The faster you went, the slower they moved.
The art was to accelerate, lift foot, wipe, accelerate, lift foot, wipe etc. etc!
As for rust. You took a magnet to buy a used car, just to see how much filler was holding it together!

Straight six, three on the floor and increased your driving skills exponentially, as it snapped around instantly, uncontrollably and without warning...on snowy/icy roads. :22yikes:


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Spot on!