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SO many changes during our lifetimes, some good, some not so much. But the beat goes on....

posted by adnohr on March 30, 2022 at 7:09 AM | link to this | reply

Indoor toilets are a true blessing, especially when one lives in areas that have harsh winters. As for the television, my earliest memory of watching black and white cartoons goes back to the late 60s. I remember being mesmerized by the colors that suddenly made cartoon characters seem more real in the early 70s once my mother purchased our first colored set. Thank goodness for modern innovations. My only complaint surrounds electronics and technology moving too fast, leaving an older generation behind.

posted by Sherri_G on March 29, 2022 at 10:45 AM | link to this | reply

Good afternoon

I have heard my mom tell of a similar childhood as the one that you have described. Hairstyles had to be pretty rough for those women who lived where high humidity existed. After all, not everyone is born with beautiful tresses. Without hairspray, my bangs would be a hot mess.

posted by Sherri_G on March 29, 2022 at 10:40 AM | link to this | reply

We had no electric power on the farm just 32 volt batteries that charged with a gas motor, before that a windmill. Wood stove that also heaed he waer. wha water/ we had to rely on run off from the tin roof of the house. no tv but yes  a radio. and yes we ate our own kill (sheep) and grew our own vegies but difficult because of the lack ot water. a 15 inch rainfall in a good year.

posted by Kabu on March 29, 2022 at 10:32 AM | link to this | reply

Pat we were put to bed every night even in the Summer. Light stimulates and 

folk were slower to mature. I suppose science has enabled folk to live longer.

My father told me he was cutting chaff for the horse leaving it to the women when I was born. His bungalow was built for two hundred pounds which he paid  £5 every three months as a mortgage, and he said it was a job to pay it at times. Recently someone paid nearly Four hundred thousand pounds for a bungalow in a village, and then knocked it down a rebuilt a house on the ground.      

posted by C_C_T on March 29, 2022 at 7:37 AM | link to this | reply

Good Morning

Pat, the first years of my life we lived with my grandparents up in the mountains.  They had a beautiful farmhouse.  I remember this big old front porch and my Grandpa had a rocking chair he would sit in.  I think that memory will always be with me.  There was a chicken coup and a fruit cellar that always smelled funny.  In the heat of the summer, it was so cool in there.  The farm was heated with a big old coal burner and you could actually cook on it too.  I still remember the collie my grandparents had.  It was a beautiful dog.  I was always being warned to watch out for snakes.  In the mountains, they have rattlesnakes.  I think to this day that's why I'm so afraid of snakes.  As far as food we'd have fried chicken, fried potatoes and mashed potatoes, gravy, biscuits, eggs, bacon, sausage, and always desserts.  This was the kind of meal we would have every day.  There would be beef stew, roasts with potatoes, and the best green beans ever straight from the garden.  It was how people lived back then. I also remember creamed corn and it was so good.  There was a radio but no television set.  It was a very nice life.  My grandparents always made room for everyone.  Everyone had a good meal and a bed to sleep in.  Their door was open and family was always there.  Aunts, uncles, cousins along with their children.  Things are different now but I'm a lot like my grandparents were.  My door is always open.  The funny thing is when I think back on meals we never had spaghetti.  That's always been a staple at my house.

posted by Goldiec on March 29, 2022 at 7:12 AM | link to this | reply

At the same time as you (mid-1940's) I lived in the Central part of Kansas City, MO.  Even though I lived in a nice big city, everything was just about the same for me:  outhouse, Saturday night bath, no phone, radio entertainment, no car, walked everywhere or rode the city trolley bus.  The laundry for seven people was monstrous and had to be hung out on the line to dry, sprinkled and rolled up and ironed.  It was a great life.  But my mother was sure a hard working woman.

posted by TAPS. on March 29, 2022 at 6:57 AM | link to this | reply