Charles Welch sent along some photos of "things of our past"...you'll have to ask him for the photos, but here are some items from his colorful list that brought back the "aaaaah" and "ooooh" for me...
Green stamps--did your family collect them?
Roller skate keys--Remember Gay Blades Roller Rink on 9th Ave. N?
Drive-in movies--the 28th St. Drive-In? How many of us really went there to watch the MOVIE?
Topo Gigio--the cute little mouse figure that showed up on "The Ed Sullivan" show?
15-cent hamburgers--Remember when McDonald's opened up on 34th St. N.?
25-cent gas--I remember that a dollar's worth of gas could get me up to Clearwater and part of the way back.
Penny candy--That was something that could fit in our teen-aged budgets.
Studebakers--Those funny-looking cars that looked the same both coming and going.
Radio shows--Remember "Sky King", "Sgt. Preston", "The Green Hornet", "The Shadow"?
Washing machines with wringers--Maybe your mom had one of those. I can remember, as a small kid, getting my hand caught in the wringer. Dumb!
Car hops at the drive-in restaurants--I remember a root beer place (The Barrel?) on 9th or 16 St. No, just a block or so south of 9th (or was it 5th) Avenue.
5-cent Cokes
Speedy Alka-Seltzer--a little puppet-type guy in the TV commercials
Burma Shave signs--these were my all-time favorites...when we took family vacations to Georgia or Alabama, I loved watching for those signs that had funny, rhyming messages.
BrylCreem--Remember the commercials about "a little dab'll do ya" and the guy who put too much on his hair and had large numbers of women chasing him down the street? (Or something to that effect)
Brownie cameras and flashbulbs--Maybe your first efforts at photography involved these. Who knew that there would be digital cameras one day or phones that take pictures?
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"Oleomargarine" that came in clear plastic containers. It was white and had a red "button" in the middle; we mushed the button into the white part and squished the whole thing around until the white goop turned yellow. Tasted awful!
Cars with "rumble seats"
Gray poodle skirts and crinolines
Oh, yeah! There was a little pond near my house, 37th St. and 56th Avenue N., that everyone said had an alligator but no one was brave enough to prove it.
Mardi--I remember that white margarine. My mom would put the white chunk in a bowl and then put in the red "pill" or whatever it was, and stir it all around until the whole mess turned yellow.
When the margarine started showing up in the grocery store as yellow quarters, not needing the smushing, I thought that was a really cool invention.
And don't get me started on crinolines. They were the pain of my life. I could never get them to hang right under my skirts..they were lumpy and they always "showed" below my hemline. I even tried using a "hoop" under the skirts, and that was even worse. I envied the girls who could wear crinolines with no problems.
"skirts and crinolines"
"Oh, yeah! There was a little pond near my house, 37th St. and 56th Avenue N., that everyone said had an alligator but no one was brave enough to prove it."
Mardi
Am surprised the mention of crinoline, and not giving mention of the hoop skirts. Did the sack dress come out while we were still in high school, or a couple of years later.
Boys side: Black slacks with pink stripes; DA's, and Mohawk Haircuts even making a one year stand. Steering wheel knobs, blue running lights, spinner hubcaps, and flaming decals. Auto parts came from the junkyard and not an auto parts store.
Rolled up right pant leg to keep the pant leg out of the bicycle chain, and baseball cards tapping in the spokes. Bicycles had back fenders as if designed for towing.
Kids could actually earn their own money in jobs now taken by adults, and legal with a permit to be working at 13.
And can't forget the turned up collars; both boys and girls, and Pat Boone even had boys wearing neck scarfs (a hankey)
Living at 43d St and just off 56th Ave, we were practically neighbors, but we always taking the 58th Ave versus 54th, don't believe I knew the lake was there until some years later.
On that same intersection was an old neighborhood store that was already old fashioned even in the 50's and stood out rather boldly. Vernor's Ginger Ale in a clear bottle that invited pulling the lable off and pretending it was beer.
Happy Days or no, there was no imitating the 50's; the 50's what it was --- and Elvis, Sal Mineo, and Avalon not shaping the kids of the 50's, but the kids of the 50's shaping them.
Many of our heros black, and girlfriends driving cars; a generation lay in wait for the generation of the 60's.
just me, larry g
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