Carrier built the first modern air conditioning unit in 1901, so grandpa is 120 years old.
I started driving in 1971 and I paid as little as 18 cents a gallon for regular gas in Dayton, OH. - CastrilperIn some places, like rural America, prices could have been that low. The average in '47 was around 23¢.
Made my memory flash to the milkman (milk transportation technician now I suppose) giving us kids a chunk of ice off the truck as a treat. Probably don't use ice anymore and kids aren't awake that early.Here in Milton, MA we still get milk delivery in glass bottles. Thatcher Farms Dairy buys old glass bottles from other dairies that no longer use them. Our bottles have dairy names from all over. Driver has a truck and not a horse wagon, though. BTW, the milk tastes much better in glass. Even my grandchildren immediately notice the difference when they visit here. We can immediately taste the cardboard or plastic in store bought milk.
My aunt and uncle lived in a log cabin in Mountain, Wisconsin when I was a kid. Eventually they built a house on the property, and when my family would visit, we stayed in the log cabin…5 kids between my cousins and siblings. Aunty would tell us to all get 1 mitten and she would get us a special treat. She and my mom would go outside and break icicles off the cabin eaves and hand each kid an icicle?Made my memory flash to the milkman (milk transportation technician now I suppose) giving us kids a chunk of ice off the truck as a treat. Probably don't use ice anymore and kids aren't awake that early.
Reminded me of making butter in Grandma's kitchen.Popping the cardboard plug from the top of the bottle and spooning out the cream that settled to the top of the milk. Those were the days!
We had a cabin in UP Michigan… 2 seater outhouse (never made much sense to me…don’t recall ever sharing it except when my brother and I used it as a changing room to go swimming). We had 2 hand-driven wells op the property with hand pumps…one in the yard, and one we drove in the kitchen…well, my dad most of the work…I was a kid.Reminded me of making butter in Grandma's kitchen.
Grandma's house had no plumbing. If you wanted a drink there was a hand pump on the well.
The outhouse was a two seater???? I never did get a straight answer to that. Grandma and grandpa has passed away before I thought to ask.
I do and I'm only 58 for a couple more months.My own kids don’t really know what Cassette and VHS tapes are, party line phones, full-service gas stations, black and white TV (with no remote). Pop top rings on a Can of soda or beer… Ok, I also don’t remember some of those…i am only 60. ;-)
The other seat was a vent, depending on how big Thanksgiving dinner was the night before, you want to let that air go out when you are putting dinner in.The outhouse was a two seater???? I never did get a straight answer to that. G
This reminds me of my street in Grand Rapids, but we had pavement and sidewalks. The Sealtest milkman was named Sid and his horse knew the route as well as he. Sid would occasionally toss a block of ice onto the street and we would play with the ice chunks on a hot day.I remember milk in glass bottles delivered to Grandma’s house in Lansing, MI, by a man in horse drawn wagon, clip clopping by on the brick pavement. The farm fields around us on the north side of Hastings, MI, were plowed by a farmer with two beautiful Morgan horses. Our streets weren’t paved, and had no curbs or gutters. Mom used a wringer to squeeze the water out of clothes before she hung them up to dry.