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Cartoon's before any movie,.....paper oil cans and the metal spout u shoved in them to get your oil canister oil filters/manuel chokes.....…party lines...... the big oil tanker truck spraying the gravel road to keep the dust down... Gas stations with chit to do/a park/swings things to climb on ...a gas station with the pump that filled the glass bowl then gravity drained to your tank< that went away fast in our little azztown

Bolt action shotguns with full chokes, the wonderful smell of paper shot shells after you shot them, .22 long rifle shells for 50 cents a box of 50, taking your .22 rifle to junior high school to shoot it at the range under the football stands after school (most schools had a small bore range), actually shooting two pheasants and four rabbits (the limit) per day during hunting season in Ohio, no deer, turkeys, coyotes, or geese at all, shooting clubs getting free 30-06 ammo and free rifles from the US government to encourage civilian marksmanship, tuition at a good private university of $1750 per year, full size convertibles, tires that only lasted 20,000 miles, Chevy sedans with the back seat optional (otherwise you got a board to sit on), coal oil (kerosene) lanterns in case of power failure, stoking the furnace with coal at night and getting up early to relight it, two newspapers per day, and only hree TV channels--if you had a TV. Those were the days.

Not when you weigh ~ 85 lbs !

Whats a school lunch?

This thread brought back a lot of fun old memories , although I can't add anything substantial .

How old are you? 10 cents a gallon is 1925-1935 price...

I saw that same thing, sort of, in driver education thing in HS. IIRCC, the car was a 48 Ford.

I remember if you had 10 dollars on Monday you were good till payday on Friday.

Every once in a while, the school lunch cooks would make donuts. When you hit the top of the stairs leading down to the lunch room, and caught a whiff of that, you knew you were in for a treat.

They had "gas wars" and 10 cents was as low as I ever saw kit. "Normal" price was 19 and 9 tenths.

Inner tubes for tires made out of real rubber. Used to cut them up to make slingshots.

That story had whiskers when I was kid!

Jim

We use to take our shotguns to school, hunt ducks with lead shot..

Start our vehicles by pressing on the floor button to the right of the gas feed..

Heater controls, move a leaver on the heater that was under the dash on the floorboards- this changed from floor heat to defrost.

Purchase gasoline for 35-40 cents a gallon..

We paid 5 cents for a nickle candy bar.. Now days that nickle candy bar cost a-lot more..

People had manners, respect for others. You could hear,-- "Yes sir, No thank you or Yes, thank you very much.. So on and so on.......

Things have changed, some of them are not for the better.

Nobody went out in public looking like people do today. There used to be pride and even some class...

Shot gun in my school locker so I could go hunting with my buddies after school...

Other things I remember - being turned loose in the cellar at a young age with a big a$$ hatchet to keep kindling wood split for the combined wood stove/electric stove in the kitchen; having to remove the ashes from the coal furnace (the highlight of my young life was when Dad installed an oil furnace); my first used car had mechanical brakes (sturdy shoes were a good accessory for dragging on the ground); when I was in high school a donut shop on the way home sold sugar donuts twice as large as anything you can buy now, for 5 cents each, on a good day you might be able to afford two.

I have a clear memory of many of the other items mentioned here. Scary!!

Jim

Red inner tubes.

I think that they came with black patches already on them when they were new.

I have patches on most of my shirts, and some of my pants.

Generally my coats have patches sewn on as well.

Usually, I look like a hobo.......but at least I dont wear pajamas in public....or open toe shoes.

When I was a kid, I had to walk on an ice field through 5' of driving snow to get to the Wooly Mammoth herd,... uphill there and back,... lasso one, then milk it in order to have milk to put on my corn flakes,..which I made by pounding kernels of corn on a flat rock with a stone ax, then baking them over an open fire fueled by various dried animal dung plops. Tony the fuggin' Tiger was still saber toothed back then.