The "Good Old Days"They were and they weren't. Humans tend to remember what they found pleasant and forget the not so good stuff. Here's a pleasant memory of the good old days.
One of the first gun shops I visited was Epps Sporting Goods just north of Orillia, Ontario, sometime in the 1960s. Dad stopped in for fishing stuff, and I wandered around looking at whatever was there.
It's difficult for some people to understand, but it was before big box stores like Cabelas and Bass Pro appeared. There was no glitz. No Black Friday sales that now last a weekend, a week or a month. With a few exceptions, if you wanted hunting or fishing supplies, you went to a mom and pop store and spent your money there. The "bling" at Epps Sporting Goods was stuffed game heads and signs hanging from the ceiling and the walls.
There was lots to keep customers occupied, in addition to what was for sale. And I'll never forget the wooden floor! It creaked wherever you walked.
Back then, purchases were paid for with cash. Paper money. These were pieces of paper the federal government produced that were used to buy virtually everything - like groceries, gas, restaurant food and corner store goodies. Not many stores took charge cards. In fact, except for big city gas stations, no places I remember accepted charge cards. Mind you, I was just a kid.
And of course, there were no bank machines or online stores. I remember when my dad got his
Chargex card (that was what VISA cards were called a long time ago). He felt he had arrived. The bank trusted him to buy on credit!
Older folks often complain about computers, online shopping and Internet banking. For me, they were the greatest advancements the world could have asked for. We saw it coming watching television shows like
Star Trek. The Internet sure has made things easier. Having dozens (hundreds?) of online catalogs makes it easier to find things and determine fair prices.
No more waiting for the postman to deliver a paper catalog...and the weeks or months of waiting for an order to arrive in the mail. The mail seemed to move more slowly then. And even with Saturday delivery, it always took forever.
For mail order sales, paying by cheque or money order was the norm. Looking back though, it wasn't so great. If you paid by cheque, it had to clear before the store would ship the goods. That added to the time it took to get your stuff.
The convenience of googling what you need, paying for it by Interac or with a credit card online is a wonderful improvement.
Paper catalogs are great, but so is my tablet. I can explore what a store has to offer by reading through their pages, or use the quick search for a specific item.
Progress is just fine, but some of what people miss about the "good old days" is justified.
Chatting with the gun shop staff and patrons was great. Back before the politically correct days of "No Smoking" in the store or having rifles locked up behind the counter, a trip to the gun shop was a social experience. You would meet and talk about the events of the day, swap lies about which rifle cartridge was the best, or complain about the government. At Epps, there was a wood stove - complete with ash trays and a couple of chairs - that served as a meeting place. It was where Ellwood and the locals gathered to shoot the breeze.
While computers make finding and paying for things easier and faster, the social interaction is missing. There is no human element. There are no voices. You cannot see the smiles or hear the anger in anyone. You do not feel the joy of chatting with someone who you haven't seen for a while. And while you can post pictures on the Internet of your last hunt, it pales in comparison to telling the story of what happened in person. You have to see their faces.
If you still frequent a shop with that old fashioned feel, good for you. Those places are almost gone. I guess we cannot have our cake and eat it too.