Cars with 4 wheel drum brakes
My Dad buying carb rebuild kits
Riding in the back of a '68 wagon without seat belts
Bikes with sissy bars
Commador 64, Tandy and Amiga 500 computers
My parents house with no A/C until 1982...used an attic fan
Stores closed on Sunday (Blue laws) because it was a day of rest

 

80's weren't that bad

people drove vans with mag wheels and naked ladies drawn on the side and trucks with vertical exhaust pipes

a VCR from japan cost 1000$... but was only .79 to rent a movie

getting MTV for the first time with one of those cable boxes

cell phones the size of a brick

late late movies... before infomercials there were old movies at night

getting a bow and arrow set for your birthday... could bring it to school long as you promised not to shoot anyone in the eye

jogging... putting on 200$ sneakers, a headband and running along the side of the freeway... fad diets and people living off milkshakes delivered by mail

thirtysomething... a show about hippies trying to adjust to the real world

before spam there was amway... you know the guy that said he "owned a business"


(girlfriend's list)
big hair + shoulder pads + bad music
guys in pink polo shirts and loafers with white sweat socks
bands that could play guitar... b4 nirvana and drop D tuning

 

AW!! YES : That wasn't that to far down the Road in the Past. It was a lot easier with Inches and Pounds, Gallons not Litres. I quit Smoking when a pack was 65 cents. Bought my 77 Ford 1/2 Ton when a GALLON was around 60 cents. Which is not to far off todays prices if you apply that to 1 litre X 4.5 = $2.70 a gallon. I can remember Mother giving me 50 cents to take the Street Car into Westboro for a Haircut then return home stopping by the Corner Store to get a nickel's worth of Black ***** for the walk home.

 

How about steel beer and soda cans, steel beer cans with the bottle cap on top that you needed a church key to open.

 

The Ford Pinto
AMC Pacer
Scorption Stinger snowmoblie
Push lawn mower (no motor)
The cicle for cutting tall weeds (may not be correct spelling)

 

Hey my dad has one of those - still runs - well sometimes
that reminded me though how about John Deere Liquifer snowmobiles (yea so what if I wasn't even thought of yet - I've heard about them!!!!)

Oh yea - that's when the engine sizes for those things were 340,400,and 440 - what's the biggest now 1000?

 

Yea, the good ol days... Get off this subject and make tommorrow and all the days after, the best days of your life. Life can be just as sweet wherever you are and whatever century it is.
I have been hearing a great song on the country music radio station (Maybe it's sung by Alan Jackson) and the singer tells a story that puts a lump in my throat. He says to.. " live life like you're dying".. He rode a bull named Fu manchu, skydived, climbed the rocky mountains etc. etc.
This is what we should be doing; thinking about how great our lives can be, appreciating everything we now have, and let's plan on passing evrything off to the next group of people in better shape than we found it.

I enjoy driving my truck every day. I have gasoline, spare parts, and a great website to chat on.

I am enjoying my government, the good old USA is doing fine.

I am enjoying my job, I got a new rig, the pay is good, and I still have free health benefits.

I am loving my MP3 player, I can go anywhere I want with 5000 songs plugged into my head.

I enjoy my beautiful Delaware River, the only free flowing river anywhere.

I enjoy all the birds, racoons, mice, owls, deer, and foxes that scamper around my yard.

I enjoy the fact that I can go shopping on Sunday now.

I sure don't miss having to get up to change the TV stations, the remote is better.

 

thats cool glad you are having such a great time. as far as the singer that is tim mcgraw son of tug mcgraw you might of heard of him. as far as this thread gos iam enjoying all of the old tyme stuff. lets keep going. thanks.

 

Imported brass train models at $50-100 a piece.

Alvie.

 

When church was about CHURCH and not cash...

Grandma chasing me with a switch from the willow tree in the back yard because I did something that I was told NOT to do at least 50 times before...

Bigger than life window displays in the department store windows downtown at Christmas...

 

We had a Scorpian Stinger and a Whip, both 440s, and a Massey Ferguson Ski Whiz 292cc. The old Massey was great for pulling innertubes.
I do agree with 924x2150's assessment, however.

The kids at school were asking how old I was; I responded that I'm 36. Man, that's old according to them. They asked if I wish I was still in my twenties. I told them no, I like my age. I have a house, a garage full of tools, decent vehicles to drive, a rental house right next door (real estate in Oregon is outrageous), a fun old beater to tinker with, and at least 3 restoration projects. Not to mention a great wife and a good paying job with benefits that I enjoy. They didn't know quite what to say about that.

 

Saturday Matinees at the ‘Movies” that cost a quarter, and had an hour of cartoons?

Serial shorts after the cartoons where the good guy was hanging off a cliff with his faithful horse about to rescue him?

Bugs Bunny & Co when they really showed Elmer getting whacked on the head?

The first time you saw a soda bottle bigger than 8 Ounces?

Baby Ruth bars that were simply huge, and cost a dime.?

The smell of Mohair Upholstery? (Or should I say stink when it got damp.)

Having to tune your car up every 20 thousand miles?

Oil in glass bottles in racks next to the gas pump?

Playing outside until ten in the summer, hearing Mom’s all over the neighborhood yelling for the kids from the front porch?

Polio................ and the quarantines and scared look on your parents faces? (I remember that one all too well.)

 

Quote: I am enjoying my government, the good old USA is doing fine.

I would love to argue that with you, but not allowed .... dream on.
Dono

 

I agree with you Dono, I would love to argue that one too.

 

My mom, who passed away several years ago at 90 years of age, used to talk about the good old days. Her rant went something like this: "Good old days my foot. I was there- they weren't that great. Froze your rear off going to the outhouse in the middle of a snowstorm, getting water from the pump outside to bring into the kitchen, chopping wood before you could fire the stove, cooking the laundry on the stove, skinning and cleaning everything before you could think about cooking it for dinner. Nope- those weren't the good old days, they were a heckuva lotta work! These are the good old days!"