Seed corn in a bag?

Shirts made from cow feed sacks. 50 lb bag was material and could be made into shirts, dresses, etc.....

life before the internet, color tv, mandatory seat belts, and unregulated big tobacco.

Cars and trucks made before the dreaded check engine light. I never will for get my Father opening up the hood on his Cadillac and asking me what he was checking for, the engine is there and looks fine.

"Swats" in grade school

I remember swats cause I got a bunch, feed sacks made into shirts too.

Sheets and pillow cases from flour sacks! memtb

Walking to the store alone as an 8 year old and buying your dad a pack of Winstons.

We lived about 2 blocks from the corner store, I remember pushing the push lawnmower to the store to fill up with gas and pick up a pack of Lucky Strikes for dad.... I think he gave me two quarters for both....
I drove a truck to school that had floor board starter button.....

I remember my brother and I found an old wooden barrel, took it apart, picked two nice staves, drove a nail in each(so your shoe would stick) threw one end of a rope over the horses neck, tied a stick to the other to make a T-handle..... we each took turns 'driving' and 'skiing' behind a horse across a Florida pasture... surprisingly no arms or legs were broken.........

Our gardens were organic because we couldn't afford fertilizer or DDT. We used chicken manure, and picked the bugs off by hand. Kept us kids busy. All our eggs were free-range, our beef was grass-fed, our pigs ran the river swamp and were rounded up once a year to notch the new ones' ears. Chickens tasted like chicken. We grew and canned most of our fruit and vegetables. You could hunt anywhere in the woods and swamps without asking permission. We were expected to be respectful of all adults, and heaven help you if you got in trouble at school and they found out about it. The teacher or principal gave you licks for whatever sin you committed, and the parents gave you more for being an embarrassment to the family.

Taking your new shotgun to school in your car to show your buddies..

Teachers in grade school asking to borrow your knife for a minute.

mercury maze toy

Penny candy - and the drug store clerk fuming while you made up your mind over a nickel's worth.

Had a real soda fountain too with Green River.

(Getting old but not THAT old. Like 1st grade in a small rural town where things like that die slowly.)

Also picking up things for Gramma at the local grocer and having it put on a tab for Grampa to settle when the paycheck came in.

I was about that age, when I walked into a Beer Joint and got my Dad.

Waiting in line for polio and small pox vaccinations at school. OUCH !

Extra milk was .01¢ in the school lunch line.

Camel brand tube patch kit's for bicycles.

I put bagged seed corn in today. Paper bags, not cloth, those were before my time. Feed, and flour in cloth bags yes.

Saturdays morning Radio shows.

Gunny sack for a fish stringer.

Mercury in thermometers, you could break then and play with the shinny liquid, coat dimes etc.
How come we didn't all die?

Sodas/pop in glass bottles....and not that Mexican [bleep].

I'd get a Bubble Up on Saturday or Sunday when Dad took me to the farm.

Waking up at dawn, going fishin' and returning home with a bucket full of fish just before sundown.

Riding our bicycles to the local country store and buying box of 22 ammo for 48 cents we were maybe 10.

Waiting for the lone ranger to come on our black and white TV, we got ABC and NBC. Neighbors half a mile down the road got ONLY CBS so my buddy would come over some nights and we would ride our bikes over there other nights.

Plastic bread bags as boot liners.

"Banned in Boston", was a sales gimmick?

Taking your .22 rifle to school so you could shoot in the basement rifle range after. Wearing your Buck 110 folding hunter to school in plain sight on your belt and nobody called SWAT or even paid any mind to it.

Seems like all I had seen for some time were those black Tupperware things that they roll into the field. Right after I posted that, I went to the store, and there in front of me at the stop sign was a truck with bags of seed corn in the back. How about I amend it to burning empty bags of seed corn in the field?

Pillow cases made from flour sacks. My mother as young girl learned a technique of removing threads from the material to leave a lace like pattern.

Don't see much crocheting anymore either.

The copy of Payten Place", that got secretly passed around.

When television weather guessers would predict plain old rain instead of storms.

That's an old memory. Also remember the "hot" patches that you lit with a match for auto tire tubes.

My FIL was a Pioneer Brand seed dealer for years and retired just a couple of years prior to Pioneer phasing out of bags and into bulk containers.

He has a crappy little propane powered fork lift to move pallets of seed corn around.

Ditches were like a piggy bank. Want a soda? Pick up empties for a trade.

Most of my wife's kitchen towels are crocheted starter chicken feed sacks from my great-grandma. Sadly some have become my gun rags, but there are still plenty of them.

Seed was sorted, not bought....that was for the rich guys.

My mom had crocheted doillies on almost every horizontal surface in the house even th arm rests on the couch.

When young couples got married without spending a fortune on the wedding.

Complaining because the price of a movie went up to $.35

+1

my old buckle boot arctic’s always leaked so we would slide a bread bag over our socks.



I never saw a pair this new when I was a kid, nieces and nephews have good hunting boots cant believe we wore old uninsulated buckle boots with several pairs of socks.

Missed that one.

Heavy petting in play?

That made sense. Throwing away money on a gala event that would be better spent on getting started in life is beyond my ken.

Woooo

Ant farm and sea monkeys you muddafuggas

Feather Beds

The lure of selling "Grit' magazines as presented from the back page of a comic book.

Only just recently figured out why my older brother and I were given only a middle initial without a name. Harry S. Truman was Prexy when we were gettin names..

Good TV shows: Tom Corbett and the Space Cadets, Captain Video and His Video Rangers.

Cap pistols.

Roller skates that fit over your shoes (sort of).

H-bomb detonations live on television.

X-ray machines in shoe stores so you could X-ray your feet.

10 cent comic books.

Ah, the good old days. Those were the times.

Curious and alarming noises lifting from your parents room, deep into Friday and Saturday nights....

>> shudder <<

Loretta Lynn on fully hydrogenated-transfat crisco commercials.

Do you proud errytime gattdammitt!!

Grape Nehi that would make your doo-doo green for 3 days.

Liquid Mercury/quicksilver globs set free to roam on a dish plate!

Yeah we did that in my high school classroom. There'd be SWAT and HAZMAT teams now.

The same thing if you were driving down the highway at 70 mph in a vehicle with manual drum brakes, no seat belts, mom and dad smoking, and mom nursing a baby in the front seat. Been there and done that and lived to tell. Think about that happening now.

I remember when there wasn't anything called autism or aspergers or adhd. All symptoms of such undiagnosed conditions were cured with "Brownie"

Aka: the average father's 3" wide full grain leather belt.

Haha
We used to lay in the back window on that 'deck' over the back seats and look up the clouds or stars as we took long road trips. lol

Razor strap.

Shown and eluded to, but never needed (or intended to be?) using.

Coming home from school and changing into play clothes. Shirt and tie, dress shoes. No jeans or sneakers. And this was a public school.

I got my ass beat with a peice of Hot Wheels race car track for eating Playdough

damn

Dad talks about those.

It was an appetizer, never meant to be an entree.

BTDT. Or riding back in the bed of a '64 Chevy pickup with a 283 under the hood and 3 on the column.

Coke bottle vending machines.

Nickel and dime stores.

Party lines.

My cousins and I used to fight over who got to ride in the back of my uncle's PU truck.

Life without tattoos and funky colored hair.

Most males, of all races, had or wanted a job.

Paddelings in school.

Students drove the bus in high school.

No A/C in school or at home.

Every boy in school carried a pocket knife.

Kids played outside ALL day.

Building and setting out rabbit hollers.

The ring tab on a drink can came all the way off.

Having to manually change the channel on the T.V.

You opened a bank account and the bank gave you a toaster.

The textile mills were running full tilt, and the majority of the town worked in the mills.

Mill workers were referred to as “lint heads”

Everyone could drive a straight drive.

Males were males and females were females.

Almost no traffic on the road, until the mills let out.

Everyone planted a garden.

Your average 12 year old could clean a mess of Crappie, could clean a squirrel, and run a tractor.

Life without travel ball.

Significantly less white trash and no Mexicans.

I could go on and on!

My wife and I are about the only people we know who dont have tattoos.

Well, if your looking for ideas.......

5sdad,

How about a TRIPLE-feature afternoon at the Saturday afternoon movies for 35 cents, a quarter for spending money (with a BIG pickle for a nickel) & holding hands and/or a "peck on the lips" was something to tell your friends all about that night??

Truth time: I dated a "church girl" when I was a HS freshman that made me wait until we were "going steady" to do anything more than a VERY BRIEF kiss goodnight. = Never got farther with her, after 2 years of "going steady", than some "light petting".
(Things were so much more innocent then!!!)

yours, tex

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To All,

When I was a Freshman at UT (Austin) , I used to carefully drive to Waco because I could buy gas for 18.9 cents a gallon there & it was 24.9 most places in Austin.
(In those days, I drove a BRIGHT RED Hudson Metropolitan roadster & my gas bill for a month was sometimes as much as 10 bucks.)

WHITE CASTLE had 12 little burgers for a dollar on Tuesday after 7PM back then.
Wednesday night was THE PLANTATION at 19th & "Drag", with all you could eat southern fried chicken for 3.95 with drink.
Also SLICK'S CAFE had 60 cent plate lunches then, too.
(And Slick would sell us "underaged guys" Lone Star beer for 50 cents a long-neck, too.)

yours, tex

Coming home after spending the day with my uncle and telling mom that when the train goes by the drinks are half price. For some reason he wasnt asked to babysit again

Having the dumazz pharmacist ask you "are you married" to buy rubbers, because condoms were a behind the counter item.
Of course you said "yes" even though you were still in HS.

Hahahaha

Got news for ya.. It still comes in bags..

We'll Jim, let me introduce myself... I'm Jeff and NO ink on me. Now you know 3.

Not only was the starter on the floorboards but the dimmer switch was also there . Cars pickups and trucks with no turn signals . Then turn signals were required on trucks so all had to be retrofitted.

Defrosters would not keep the windshield even partially clear . Either use a scraper on install a small fan to blow air on the window .

AWDD

Ass Whipping Deficit Disorder

22 Shorts as available as 22 LR, and actually cheaper.

mathman,

I can even remember when .22 short/long RF shells were available everywhere, as well as .22 Automatic, .22WRF, .22 Remington Automatic, .32LR & even .41 Short for Deringers were commonly available at local hardware stores.
(I once had my Uncle Jack's circa WWI era Remington Double Derringer in .41RF, that he routinely carried as a "hideout pistol" but it "mysteriously disappeared" from Mother's house when I was OCONUS with the USA in 1971. - At that time PEOPLE'S HARDWARE still carried Remington-Peters cartridges for it at about 5 bucks a box.)

yours, tex

Rabbit holler:Also called a "rabbit gum"; hollow log, usually sweet gum or sourwood, ( or box built out of rough lumber) box trap for rabbits. The log sections were also used for bee hives, known as "bee gums"...
Straight drive : has a clutch, back then was usually a 3 speed on the column, known as "3 on the tree"

No history classes in school.


I was born so long ago there wasn’t any history yet…

Crystal radios with little hard plastic earbuds that hurt so much after a few minutes that you never used them again.

I had a chemistry set that had sodium ferrocyanide, potassium hypochrorite and all types of other good chit. Burn holes in the carpet lmao

And...another ass beatin

Or mama cass on scooby doo

Owned the fuggin candy factory.

Lmfao

Red Medicine went on every cut or scrap. Hope I spelled it right. Mercurchrome. Burned like H-E-L-L.....

Mercuro chrome did not burn, we called it monkey blood. Merthiolate burned like hell worse than iodine or alcohol. Both would stain the skin red. One or the other did get put cuts and scrapes. I would rather hide the wound than face Merthiolate.

playing tops and marbles.

Yep. I knew a Carolina boy would understand!

Don't forget the steel clamp that held the " sizzle patch " on to the tube while the vulcanization occurred?

Orange Crush, in a glass bottle. Ice cold out of the machine for a dime at the local grange supply. You put your empty in the bottle crate right beside the machine.

AWDD and "Brownie" Good stuff guys.

It brings back memories of fearing my oldman's belt as a kid. Even though he only used it on me once. And yes, I had it coming

Walking into the local store with my shotgun in hand and my beagle at my side. No one ever said a word. Danny (the beagle) was just another customer at the store. He had his own water bowl over in the corner, and there was always a chunk of lunch meat waiting on him for a special treat. No one batted an eye at me carrying the old 870 into the store.

You should of run down to the Sigmor on west Barton Springs across the street from the old Town Pump tavern. It was 19.9 a gallon. Filled up ever saturday night after getting paid working at concession stand at Barton Springs. Lots cheeper than driving to Waco!

Finally someone gets it right.

Anybody remember them little squirrel cage, swamp cooler things you rolled up in the back window of the ‘56 Plymouth and drove fast to attempt to cool the air?

When a lot of us were young.

Richard! I’m trying like all He** to remember a pain free morning!!

Telephones that you had to "Dial".

Pay phones and phone booths.

Phones that had a bell and would ring.

Cigarette machines and cigarettes that were $.50 a pack.

And my Aunt driving up to a Pic'n'Pay and telling 10 year old me to go in and get her a pack of cigarettes, and they sold me a pack without blinking an eye.

When I was in high school, in the late 60's, I worked at a gas station that had s cigarette machine that sold 'em for 25 cents a pack.

Bottled soda pop was 10 cents, with a 3 cent deposit. Canned pop had to be opened with a can opener, and had no deposit.

Virgil B.

The bra and panty section of the Sears catalog...........................Playin in the junkyard making forts in the old cars stacked 3 high.

A canvas water bag hung on the front of a car.

Hydrogen peroxide was our treatment followed by antibiotic ointment. If no peroxide, then rubbing alcohol.

'51 Ford, the bracket that attached the steering column to the dash was a perfect bottle opener, same with the rear bumper guards.
Could take the spare out of it's well, put a case of beer there and cover with Ice.
Used to go to a deep hole in the river and party when I was 18.

8 track tapes
Yard darts
Drive in theaters.
Saturday morning cartoons
metal lunchboxes
rotary dial phones
reel mowers

kaywoodie,

I drove to Waco frequently, in those long ago DAZE, to "enjoy the feminine charms of" an utterly stunning RED-headed Baylor coed. - I kept the road between the 40 Acres & Baylor's campus HOT for quite a while, until she suddenly ran-off & married a Marine CPT.
(I've forever liked redheads & Helen Fey M__________ liked to "play".)

yours, tex

You knew which stores sold beer to minors and nothing was done about it.

Engine oil in steel cans, milk in paper cartons.

DIRT CHEAP furnace oil, from the local farmer's co-op, that I burned in my old MB 220D.

Fwiw, the old NA MB diesels will run on most anything that will burn, except gasoline. = Furnace oil is close enough to #2 diesel to work FINE.

Fwiw, I shudder to think about some of the mixtures that I ran in that engine, when we were newlyweds & BOTH of us were trying to go to Tulane on HALF of one scholarship, including used motor oil from the "quick change lubrication" joint, filtered French-fry grease, used AT fluid, soybean oil, rancid Wesson oil, etc., etc., etc. - That old diesel car was slow but just "kept on keeping on" for over a decade.
(We also hunted & fished every day, so that we could eat regularly/decently.)

Btw, we spent our honeymoon in a borrowed tent on Bloody Bayou & spent less than 40 bucks. - We had FUN.

yours, tex