CC: I was there from '81-'86, then we moved to Vancouver. My mom used to cut Randy Gregg's mother's hair :D
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CC: I was there from '81-'86, then we moved to Vancouver. My mom used to cut Randy Gregg's mother's hair :D
I remember 1200 baud modems, and having to disassemble the phone jack to logon from hotel rooms.
I remember modems that had a cradle that you put the phone receiver on!
Karen
Yes, when my husband went back to school, to finish his BS, we got this "new fangled" technology, so he could do his homework at home, in that weird, new major, Computer Information Systems. I have a picture of my 6 month old son sitting at the terminal, banging his hands on the keyboard. We had to get the computer paper from some special place that would deliver it, so my DH could see his work. There was no monitor. 1983.
Remember when everyone wasn't so tied to the phone, having to answer it, wherever they were? If you called someone and they weren't home, you left a message (or even further back, you tried again later). Now people get irritated with me if I don't answer the phone. Just because I can have it with me at all times, doesn't mean that I do, or that I want to talk on it at all times.
Hockey:
I was in attendance at the Last regular season game played by the Minnesota North Stars - also the Last regular season game played by the St. Louis Blues at the Arena
Cars - remember vent windows? and two piece windshields?
Puter's - being jealous that My CS prof (we only had one prof - small college) had a 330 BPS modem instead of a 110 - and the main computer was only about 1/4 mile away
More stuff
Having milk delivered to your door. The newspaper was delevered by a BMW isetta
Playing around records at the "wrong" RPM setting
Having two or three channels on the TV
my mother still gets home milk delivery, it's not a thing of the past.
And you can get slide rules on Ebay.. if you want.
It's fun hearing what you all think of as a long time ago.
Oh, you can still buy slide rules, but try using them to do anything important. Just not precise enough. I was the last person in my chemistry class to use one ;) and my grades paid for it, lacking those last couple of digits of resolution.
I remember producing purple-blue stencil inked copies of the school newspaper on the school stencil-lithographing machine. You could smell the ink when there were alot of copies made. I was 12 yrs. old. Our school did not have a photocopier. Us, kids were given their test copies in class from this type of machinery.Quote:
Originally Posted by Biciclista
Went to the oldest primary school in the county where our desks were wooden and the top lifted up where we could put our crayons, notebooks underneath. The mean/hurtful thing you could do was dropping the desk-lid on someone's hand.
Yes, we get milk and cream in glass bottles delivered to our back kitchen porch form a local dairy.Quote:
Originally Posted by Biciclista
Here's a picture of our old galvanized milk box the milkman puts the milk in (still has the original inner insulating layer):
http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2636/...b512e3f9ea.jpg
I remember all this too! In the late 50's-early 60's. Everyone carved their names in those wooden desks. Those purple ink mimeograph machines that spun round and round! I read somewhere that the ink had either ether or formaldehyde in it, and was bad for you to smell it....but we kids all sniffed the stacks of purple-y paper like mad! :rolleyes:Quote:
Originally Posted by shootingstar
I too remember 10 cent phone booth calls. The Staten Island ferry used to cost a nickel!!
Everyone was outraged when they hiked it to a dime.
I think the subway tokens were 15 cents the first I remember.
And in Greenwich Village when i was a little girl, just like Mimi remembers, the horse drawn Italian vegetable carts all up and down Bleecker St, the fish store with its bathtub full of writhing eels baskets of snails and crabs...and the ragman with his pony cart calling out "Rags! Rags!"
The knife sharpeners with their tiny pushcarts with the spinning grinding stones driven by foot pedal.
I was born too late for the Iceman who delivered ice for everyone's ice box- but my mother told me about that. To this day I sometimes call the fridge the 'ice box', having learned it from my mother.
Golly, I'm really sounding ANCIENT! =8-o
oh, my goodness, I remberm all of those!
Shootingstar, do you remember the Centennial Train that went across Canada? Also remember dressing up in period costumes for the celebrations!Quote:
Originally Posted by shootingstar
And....
Creamsiciles - they were soooo good and only 7 cents
buying bottles of pop - Orange Crush, I thjnk - from one of those vending machines that was actually bottles sitting in some sort of metal chest full of cold water...???
Can't remember how much it was, tho'!
I loved the smell of lithograph "copies!"Quote:
Originally Posted by shootingstar
Ha, why did I think you were older than I am? :pQuote:
Originally Posted by shootingstar
I remember typing ditto masters. If you made a mistake, you corrected it by shaving the ink of the back of the master with a razor blade, then tearing off a corner of the backing paper to transfer the correction onto the master.
I remember this Serendipity, going inside the Centennial Train looking at the historic educational exhibits, the Centennial fake coin as a memento, and the Centennial song with the guy on TV in commercials, who played some sort of Pied Piper role by leading chanting children singing in unison, 'CAAANADAA, one, two, three, happy Canadians. We love thee....' I was taught this song during that year. I genuinely felt patriotic at that time.Quote:
Originally Posted by Serendipity
I was also taught in school, the pacifist song, during the Vietnam War era: "How many times must..." Written by aboriginal (native Indian) singer, Buffy Saint-Marie, later popularized by Bob Dylan.
Yep - and we thought we were sooo technically advanced! :)Quote:
Originally Posted by OakLeaf
Some more
I remember being upset that the pre-empted Cartoons for JFK's funeral:rolleyes:
I remember playing in hotel pool with my brother when dad came down to get us os we could watch the moon landing
and we didn't need a container for the milk, if we weren't there, The milkman would let himself in the house and put it in the fridge :eek:
The reason I know the paper man car (aside from the fact it was unusual) the paper came about 4 in the afternoon
In most areas, it seems that having milk delivered is a thing of the past but it does appear to be making a comeback, at least where I live. We have ours delivered from a creamery that is out Zen's way--comes once a week. But we are paying a premium, of course, for getting milk for a local farmer. Worth it.
You can still get milk delivery here, too.
I used mimeographs until 1992, when I was teaching. Before I moved here, I worked in a large HS in Mesa, AZ, where there was a copy center. Students did all of the work for the teachers and there were copy machines. Came back here and teachers weren't "allowed" to use the copy machine! So for 2 years, I had purple hands.
Once I started teaching in Shrewsbury, in 92, they had more "modern" stuff and copying wasn't a problem.
I still like creamesicles, though I am sure they cost more than 7 cents.
I remember sniffing freshly mimeographed stuff our teacher would pass out in class. :D
I remember getting work sheets and tests that were copied on a "hectograph" which was two frames hinged together like a book. One side was filled with a gel, the other closed to hold the paper tightly to the gel. The origianal was made with a special pencil, the gel was moistened, original pressed on the moistened gel for a few minutes and then removed. Then the blanks were pressed onto the gel and some of the "ink" transferred to the paper. It was only good for maybe 10 copies, but that was enough in our one room school with max enrollment of 14.
I remember our pick-up truck with the key anchored to the steering column by a leather throng so it wouldn't get lost.
I remember when we got an electric well pump and no longer were dependent on the wind to get water.
I remember Mom's excitement when we got a clothes dryer for the first time. She didn't get an automatic washer until I had my first child, using a wringer washer most of her life.