Telephone party lines..... What a pain they were.
Bakelite rotary wall phone and a 4 party line.........
Telephone party lines..... What a pain they were.
I can remember.........when all of this was just farmland.
Wait, your dad's name isn't [STRIKE]Bruce[/STRIKE] Kaitlyn is it??
I remember when I had to get my gun knowledge from Gun Magazines and books instead of INGO
Not if you had this universal remote I saw in a store once. A motor do hicky that fit over the tuner knob held on by a strap around the TV. Connected to a wired remote.You had to get up and walk across the room to change the TV channel.
The matchbook cover was obviously the most important car maintenance tool
Going to the drug store to test the tubes from the TV on their TV tube tester to see which one was bad, rummaging thru the inventory to find a new one, then being shocked to have to pay more than $5 for it.
When wood warmed you several times a year. When you cut it. When you split it. When you hauled it. When you burned it. I remember the first time I saw a hydraulic log splitter. Holy crap! You can sit on your backside and split wood?
Throwing hay for $4/hr. Cutting corn for a share of the corn. Ol' Buzzard (no idea his real name) lost his hand to some farm implement or other and wouldn't buy new equipment. He'd drive a tractor with a bang-board wagon and you'd cut and throw walking down the rows.
Using a gas pump to pull creek water into 55g drums at the corner of the house, and then an electric pump to pull water into the house. The toilet flushed with a bucket. When my grandma was filling the washing machine and the water in a barrel was below the hose she'd holler for me to go out and change the water barrel hose over.
Repairing the driveway meant an order of rock and a lot of shoveling.
When the county used to oil the road to keep dust down.
When the phone company ran lines by the house, but you had to rent the physical phone from the phone company.
When changing channels on TV might require you to go outside and spin the antennae while someone yelled "better...better...worse" from inside.
When visitors was a big deal.
Going to my great grandmas house.She did not have electricity,or plumbing.The well was on the back porch.It was fun to drop the bucket down the well pipe,get it full,and pull it up the pipe.She kept a pale,onthe kitchen counter,and everyone drank from the same ladle.Her kitchen stove burnt kindlin. The outhouse was down a path,and she said to not mess with that old black snake which hung around there.Her neighbor drove a wagon pulled by a old white mule.