(1950s This black liquid (Coca Cola) was introduced into France!)
From North Carolina...
I remember when there was no bar-codes or scanners. It is hard to believe a man or woman could stand at a pushbutton cash register and punch in the prices of your food, faster than lots of clerks can scan. That same clerk knew the prices of everything in the store. There was a boy or man to bag the groceries and take them out to your car. I can’t remember tips back then either.
When necessary until I left home my mama could call in her orders and they would be delivered no extra charge. I remember talking to a grocer and their markup was at the time 3%.
I am smiling, I remember the slide rule. I still have one somewhere. The little calculators did away with them.
I also remember when the headlight dimmer switch was on the floorboard left of the clutch.
I remember, stopped on a hill, holding my heel on the brake, toe on the gas pedal and left foot holding the clutch in.
I remember correction tape.
I also remember making Kites.
There were also 5 cent snicker bars and cokes.
And movie popcorn was 10 or 15 cents.
Was that 120 film I remember in the old box camera?
I remember waiting on my pictures to come back to see how many were good. (Or which ones did not ‘take’.)
I remember all that stuff and can’t remember a simple word many times as I am writing. I know I will remember the word or name later so I have finally just starting typing xxx and coming back to fix it when the word comes to me. I fear one day I will forget to go back and replace the x’s and submit a blog post with a lot of x’s in it. OUCH!
Yep my forgetter works well, I proved it with this entry. When working on it last nite, instead of saving as a draft, I posted it. GRRRRR
Timin' has a lot to do with the
outcome of a Rain Dance.