OT: Just for UCMiami...I'll Start

[Alydar]

I remember a power failure in the super market where I worked. We took crank handles out the drawer below the register, stuck them into a slot on the side and punched in an item, crank, punch in an item crank. I also remember that when someone bought 5 cans of tomato paste that sold 8 for $.77 I had to figure out the price in my head.

I remember caddying at a local course when I was 12. Bags were made of leather and steel, weighed 30 lbs and the shoulder strap had no padding so it left a welt on your shoulder after 4 1/2 hours. And I was ecstatic if I got $3.00.

 

[JordyG]

I remember when Bruno San Martino was announced as a new comer. Who is this? He's sculpted. Shouldn't wrestlers have big bellies like Haystack Calhoun. I was a slave to wrestling on TV and someone gave us a little old one with a round screen and a leather covered cabinet and it was placed in my bedroom so everyone else could gather in the living room and watch Patty Page, et al.

Bruno against Ken Patera, Haystack Calhoun and Killer Kowalski. Can't forget.

 

[JordyG]

Surprised triaddukefan did not jump on the donuts. Hope he's OK...

After all the donuts he's been eating his possibility of "jumping" is becoming less and less likely.

 

[JRRRJ]

I remember being sent to Buck's grocery store (the back of the Bucks' lot abutted the back of ours) with a quarter when I was 5 to buy Mom a pack of Raleigh straight cigarettes. Got to buy a handful of candy with the 4 cents change. The interior of Buck's was about 15'x25'.
I remember when there was a cent symbol on typewriter keyboards.
I remember walking the half-mile to Globe Hollow swimming hole when I was 5 or 6 for my first swimming lessons.
I remember riding over pretty much all of South Manchester and Main Street on my bike before I was 10.
I remember going under the chain-link fence to explore the abandoned Nike Hercules (anti-ballistic missile missiles) site on the Glastonbury/Manchester border.
I remember riding my bike with a friend down Hartford Road & Silver Lane, past my Uncle Eddie's restaurant in East Hartford and over the Founders Bridge to go explore the brand-new stores on the brand-new Constitution Plaza in Hartford. We were about 11 and no one gave us any serious guff over it, except for not saying where we were going.
I remember driving with my Dad down Main St in East Hartford, still a foot or so under water from flooding by hurricane Carol. (1954 -- guess it really impressed 3-year-old me)
I remember when an $1100 scholarship was a nearly free ride at UConn, including a dorm room in Storrs Hall.
I remember my massive excitement when I got to be on the Ranger Andy TV show. (Age 8?)

 

[Kaizen]

Remember those TV shows: (old memory is sweet but painful)
I Love Lucy
Bonanza
The Brady Bunch
I Dream of Jeannie
The Flintstones
Gilligan's Island
The Twilight Zone
Star Trek: The Original Series
The Andy Griffith Show
Mission: Impossible
The Fugitive
The Avengers
and etc .....

 

[RSHERMVIKES]

1. I was in the HOWDY DOODY Show Audience with my cousin when I was about 10!
2. Getting a 1" KNOSH (cut from Hebrew National Salami stick) for .25 cents at the kosher deli on Tremont Ave. around the corner!
3. Also at the kosher deli, DR. BROWN's CREAM SODA, still the best Cream Soda made!
4. 2" thick Hot Pastrami on Rye bread sandwiches at the kosher deli!
5. Going to Atlantic City for a month during the summer, before Trump had a casino, and my Dad would drive down on weekends in our '54 Chevy because he worked 5 days during the week!
6. Playing "off the point" where you'd hit a Spalding pinkie ball off the cement molding on a Apt. Building Foundation, one bounce a single, two bounces a double, etc..........
7. Playing 3 square baseball on sidewalks of the Bronx, NY, by pitching knuckleballs into the third box and my opponent had to slap it back into the nearest box to me, also 1 bounce single, 2 bounces double, etc.....
8. Taking the city bus to the sports park opposite Yankee Stadium, now the NEW Yankee Stadium, to play baseball with my 10 neighborhood guys, and hearing the cheers from Yankee Stadium when the Yanks had a big inning! Or in the winter to play touch football and hearing the crowd go crazy when the NY Football Giants scored!
9. Early 1960's NY Football Giants: Charley Conley, Kyle Rote, Frank Gifford, Del Shofner, Y.A. Tittle, Roosevelt Brown, Roosevelt Grier, Dick Modzelewski, Sam Huff, Andy Robestelli (from Stamford, CT), Emlen Tunnell, Dick Nolan, Alex Webster, Allie Sherman HC (no relation), Hugh McElhenny, etal !
10. I cried when Giants lost World Championship to Bears in 1963!
11. 1961 NY Yankees!
12. Being in a Department store in Manhattan when NY Yankees lost 1960 WS to Pirates on Mazerowski 9th inning HR!
13. My junior/senior in HS years having SEASON TICKETS to NY Football Giants at Yankee Stadium. 7 home games for $49.00, $7.00 dollars a game! You can't go to the bathroom at Giants Stadium now for $49.00 a game!
14. Playing stick ball on Echo Place, next to 1930 Grand Concourse, my Apt building!
15. Playing street touch football on Nov. 24th, 1963, and a lady leans out her Apt. window screaming, "They just shot the SOB Oswald!"
16. My favorite Baseball player of all time is Bobby Richardson!
17. My Mom, rest in peace, before she passed at 88, saying, "I don't like this world, I like the OLD WORLD!" in July 2000! Thank God she's not around to see the craziness we live in now!

 

[UConner]

I remember when getting to 2nd base would put a smile on my face all the way home...

 

[JordyG]

1. I was in the HOWDY DOODY Show Audience with my cousin when I was about 10!
2. Getting a 1" KNOSH (cut from Hebrew National Salami stick) for .25 cents at the kosher deli on Tremont Ave. around the corner!
3. Also at the kosher deli, DR. BROWN's CREAM SODA, still the best Cream Soda made!
4. 2" thick Hot Pastrami on Rye bread sandwiches at the kosher deli!
5. Going to Atlantic City for a month during the summer, before Trump had a casino, and my Dad would drive down on weekends in our '54 Chevy because he worked 5 days during the week!
6. Playing "off the point" where you'd hit a Spalding pinkie ball off the cement molding on a Apt. Building Foundation, one bounce a single, two bounces a double, etc.....
7. Playing 3 square baseball on sidewalks of the Bronx, NY, by pitching knuckleballs into the third box and my opponent had to slap it back into the nearest box to me, also 1 bounce single, 2 bounces double, etc.....
8. Taking the city bus to the sports park opposite Yankee Stadium, now the NEW Yankee Stadium, to play baseball with my 10 neighborhood guys, and hearing the cheers from Yankee Stadium when the Yanks had a big inning! Or in the winter to play touch football and hearing the crowd go crazy when the NY Football Giants scored!
9. Early 1960's NY Football Giants: Charley Conley, Kyle Rote, Frank Gifford, Del Shofner, Y.A. Tittle, Roosevelt Brown, Roosevelt Grier, Dick Modzelewski, Sam Huff, Andy Robestelli (from Stamford, CT), Emlen Tunnell, Dick Nolan, Alex Webster, Allie Sherman HC (no relation), Hugh McElhenny, etal !
10. I cried when Giants lost World Championship to Bears in 1963!
11. 1961 NY Yankees!
12. Being in a Department store in Manhattan when NY Yankees lost 1960 WS to Pirates on Mazerowski 9th inning HR!
13. My junior/senior in HS years having SEASON TICKETS to NY Football Giants at Yankee Stadium. 7 home games for $49.00, $7.00 dollars a game! You can't go to the bathroom at Giants Stadium now for $49.00 a game!
14. Playing stick ball on Echo Place, next to 1930 Grand Concourse, my Apt building!
15. Playing street touch football on Nov. 24th, 1963, and a lady leans out her Apt. window screaming, "They just shot the SOB Oswald!"
16. My favorite Baseball player of all time is Bobby Richardson!
17. My Mom, rest in peace, before she passed at 88, saying, "I don't like this world, I like the OLD WORLD!" in July 2000! Thank God she's not around to see the craziness we live in now!

Memories and Odes to New York.

#6 When we hit the middle part of the stoop for us it was a "hindu" do over.

#2 Dr. Browns!

#9 Y.A. Tittle! The only football in town. I remember when every baseball game, every football game, every hockey game and every basketball game was on TV.

#10 Seeing Y.A. in the dirt. I cried too.

#12 I was home. In 1963 I was in school when Koufax struck out Mantle on a 3/2 pitch with men on. The teacher made us turn off the portable radio just before the pitch. I found out later. Amazingly #15 later that year.

#13 Lucky you.

#15 My friend and I decided on November 22, 1963 to walk from Park Slope to Coney Island. We sat on the boardwalk for 10 minutes then walked back to the Slope. We wondered why the streets were so quiet. I then took the bus back home to Clinton Hill and found out.

#16 Willy Mays/Mickey Mantle.

 

[LasVegasYank]

Why do we mint coins that you can't buy anything with?

Las Vegas casinos no longer use dimes, $10 or $50 bills.

Government could save a ton by discontinuing pennies, dimes, halves, $1, $10 and $50 bills. Use $1 coins instead.

 

[Sonny44]

Las Vegas casinos no longer use dimes, $10 or $50 bills.

Government could save a ton by discontinuing pennies, dimes, halves, $1, $10 and $50 bills. Use $1 coins instead.

 

[Storrsbred]

I can remember when phone numbers were 5 digits total and one just picked up the phone and told the operator what number you wanted.

 

[BroadwayVa]

In 1948-9 we'd drive to Bristol from Plymouth (Plymouth) and get gas at 15 cents --a loaf of bread for 10 cent (fresh), 3 pounds of ground beef for under 75 cents, movies in Terryville 10 cents or in Naugatuck Salem Theater or across the River Alcazar for 10 cents.
My first car was a Pontiac (not fit for a junk yard) 50 dollars earned working the Granby/Simsbury Tobacco fields for 25 cent per hour to start then zoomed to 35 cents (next year) picking and dragging along side of the Ct River. We worked along side of College kids from Georgia, one a very important man in the Civil Rights movement. My next car, also earned with tobacco money, was a 36 ford coupe for 150 to me the greatest car ever
The richest kid in Plymouth --his father owed the only grocery store in town, although the General store post office on the corner of North St and Main st sold hardware and beans and breads and most importantly--B'B's . I'd ride my sisters horse to town to meet the guys, On occasion I'd hook up another horse to a buck board and drive it down Railroad st from Plymouth to the feed store and load up with feed for chickens, cows, horses. Driving a horse drawn hay rake, with a momentum dump mechanism (that was a wonderment to me), lift hay up 8 feet with a pitch fork to load the hay on another flatbed horse pulled wagon. Not much gas around--this happened in WW2 era --oil lamps, electricity didn't get to this part of Plymouth yet--the Doctor up the hill got electricity installed later on for my sister and her family. She worked days at Seth Thomas clock--evening mornings milking bottling and delivery milk--plus all the essential cleaning.
3 of my High School class mates attended a one room school (first to eighth) which was on South st, near Harwinton Ave Terryville (Plymouth)

 

[dogged1]

Shouldn't this thread be re-titled "Old Boneyarders on Memory Lane"
Thanks RockyMtn, that was fun.

 

[JordyG]

I can remember when phone numbers were 5 digits total and one just picked up the phone and told the operator what number you wanted.

And the first part of someone's phone number were letters that were shortened from actual words.

 

[JordyG]

In 1948-9 we'd drive to Bristol from Plymouth (Plymouth) and get gas at 15 cents --a loaf of bread for 10 cent (fresh), 3 pounds of ground beef for under 75 cents, movies in Terryville 10 cents or in Naugatuck Salem Theater or across the River Alcazar for 10 cents.
My first car was a Pontiac (not fit for a junk yard) 50 dollars earned working the Granby/Simsbury Tobacco fields for 25 cent per hour to start then zoomed to 35 cents (next year) picking and dragging along side of the Ct River. We worked along side of College kids from Georgia, one a very important man in the Civil Rights movement. My next car, also earned with tobacco money, was a 36 ford coupe for 150 to me the greatest car ever
The richest kid in Plymouth --his father owed the only grocery store in town, although the General store post office on the corner of North St and Main st sold hardware and beans and breads and most importantly--B'B's . I'd ride my sisters horse to town to meet the guys, On occasion I'd hook up another horse to a buck board and drive it down Railroad st from Plymouth to the feed store and load up with feed for chickens, cows, horses. Driving a horse drawn hay rake, with a momentum dump mechanism (that was a wonderment to me), lift hay up 8 feet with a pitch fork to load the hay on another flatbed horse pulled wagon. Not much gas around--this happened in WW2 era --oil lamps, electricity didn't get to this part of Plymouth yet--the Doctor up the hill got electricity installed later on for my sister and her family. She worked days at Seth Thomas clock--evening mornings milking bottling and delivery milk--plus all the essential cleaning.
3 of my High School class mates attended a one room school (first to eighth) which was on South st, near Harwinton Ave Terryville (Plymouth)

"Ride my sisters horse"? Man I feel like a hick. Are you sure Hoover wasn't president?

 

[RockyMTblue2]

Shouldn't this thread be re-titled "Old Boneyarders on Memory Lane"
Thanks RockyMtn, that was fun.

See, you never know where these OTs will meander. Don't thank me, thank the several posters who took us so vividly back to Norman Rockwell's America. Thanks you gang; you took me back to places I haven't been in a long, long time.

 

[Bestiarius]

I remember when Bruno San Martino was announced as a new comer. Who is this? He's sculpted. Shouldn't wrestlers have big bellies like Haystack Calhoun. I was a slave to wrestling on TV and someone gave us a little old one with a round screen and a leather covered cabinet and it was placed in my bedroom so everyone else could gather in the living room and watch Patty Page, et al.

I remember seeing pro wrestler Antonino Rocca at our local armory. Hat Pin Mary was always there in the audience. I believed that Mary, dressed in her old fashioned dress, actually stuck the bad guy wrestler with that hat pin. The wrestler always reacted to the jab with more excruciating pain than after Rocca applied the Argentine Back Breaker.

 

[ThetaZoo]

I remember being sent to Buck's grocery store (the back of the Bucks' lot abutted the back of ours) with a quarter when I was 5 to buy Mom a pack of Raleigh straight cigarettes. Got to buy a handful of candy with the 4 cents change. The interior of Buck's was about 15'x25'.

I too shopped at Buck's but only for baseball cards (5 cents/pack plus a piece of bubble gum the size of a card). I generally bought my cards at Westown on Hartford Rd but I thought I improved my chances of getting new cards if I tried different stores.
Wish my mother hadn't thrown out my collection...I might be a millionaire today.

 

[Zanzman]

I remember none of these things

 

[dogged1]

I remember none of these things

Is it because you're that young or because you're that old?

 

[RockyMTblue2]

I remember our dairy products being delivered before sunrise into our cold box by the back door and I would try to beat me brother to the breakfast table so I could get that creamy first pour on my cereal or oatmeal.

 

[BroadwayVa]

"Ride my sisters horse"? Man I feel like a hick. Are you sure Hoover wasn't president?

No FDR---My married sister and hubby owned a small farm in Plymouth Ct--water was from a spring up on the hill and gravity fed, standard country septic, lamps originally for light until Doc Atha stepped in and go the government to allow the purchase of copper wires for lines --she had a work horse, three (2 riding one buggy) horses, I worked in haying (probably more in the way), feeding and cleaning for cows and horses, never could milk still can't . I went to school in Naugatuck and walked thru pastures to the RR track to the Thomaston Station. Another sister drove me home, she worked in Naugatuck painting radium on Aircraft dials.
I enjoyed the horses and had one heffer (sp) as a friend until she got horns, and jabbed my ribs. The farm up the road a big farm was owned by a plymouth teacher and she had "state" kids working the farm -12 years old/13 years old--the conditions they lived in--you'd be arrested if your dog lived that way---when she retired she was honored as a humantarian. They were my friends--one is in the State prison system for the last 60 years--was a Willy Pep entourage paid empoyee.

 

[msf22b]

I remember working at the A&P when I was 16. Bread was 2/$.35 and was delivered fresh every morning. It had the name of the day on the end flap. When the store closed all leftover bakery products were moved to the day old section to make room for next morning's fresh goods. There was a line at the door before we opened the next morning ad women rushed the day old section and loaded their carts with the half price day old goods. Just before then, the assistant manager grabbed a bunch of pastries/donuts and moved them to the employee's break room for us to have during our coffee breaks.

I started at $.95 an hour and got a nickel raise after six months and got paid every Saturday. I always had money left at the end of the week even after sticking some into savings.

Used to be friendly with the meat manager who was responsible for his end of the store and didn't report to the manager. He'd pack some treats for me like four NY strips for $1.00, five pounds of ground chuck for $.50, leftover lobsters Saturday nights (we were closed on Sundays in those days). Got lucky one Saturday and scored 13 of them for $1.00.

There was a woman who came in every Friday with $100.00 (she had five kids) to shop for the week's groceries. She'd fill four shopping carts in less than 20 minutes (we'd help her) and would only wind up with a buck or two in change. This was before calculators.

And yes Rocky, we cleaned up and stocked only when the store was closed.

I remember a gas war my sophomore year in college. Gas got down to $.21 a gallon. I'd could fill up my '57 Ford convertible and get change for a five dollar bill. Cokes were $.10 in the vending machines. A six pack of Bud was $.70. The local drive in had a night where you could get a car full in for $3.00. When I was ten or so, the local theater had cartoons, a serial and a move Saturday afternoon for $.30 (with a bag of popcorn).

But I can't remember what I had for breakfast yesterday.

I certainly remember the 25-cent gas, right down the street at Utopia Pkwy, before (or during the construction of) the LIE ...Must have been '58....
And in 1950, when we drove across the country in our new blue Ford, Pepsi and Coke was a nickel in the machine.
In our local soda fountain,in the Bronx on Gun Hill Road, egg creams were 8-cents, candy was 5 and a malted was a quarter.

 

[RockyMTblue2]

But Theta, do you remember when you got the baseball card gum and it was so stale it shattered?! "Hey, you kids, stop thumbing the gum!"

 

[JordyG]

No FDR---My married sister and hubby owned a small farm in Plymouth Ct--water was from a spring up on the hill and gravity fed, standard country septic, lamps originally for light until Doc Atha stepped in and go the government to allow the purchase of copper wires for lines --she had a work horse, three (2 riding one buggy) horses, I worked in haying (probably more in the way), feeding and cleaning for cows and horses, never could milk still can't . I went to school in Naugatuck and walked thru pastures to the RR track to the Thomaston Station. Another sister drove me home, she worked in Naugatuck painting radium on Aircraft dials.
I enjoyed the horses and had one heffer (sp) as a friend until she got horns, and jabbed my ribs. The farm up the road a big farm was owned by a plymouth teacher and she had "state" kids working the farm -12 years old/13 years old--the conditions they lived in--you'd be arrested if your dog lived that way---when she retired she was honored as a humantarian. They were my friends--one is in the State prison system for the last 60 years--was a Willy Pep entourage paid empoyee.

Double and triple like. More like love. More please. I know nothing about horses. "She got horns"? What was that?