Remember When....

[Sunchimes]

Before daycare, I sewed and sold things in an Etsy shop. It's one of the things I miss most. (I am one of the "older" ones.)

We had a milkman named Fred. On milk day, he would come into our kitchen, get the empty jugs and the check for the previous delivery off of the top of the fridge and put the fresh things in the fridge. If we weren't home, he just went in because we never locked doors. We also had bread delivery and diaper service. We weren't wealthy-we were low middle class, but it seemed like everyone on the street got milk and bread.

[Size18]

Originally posted by Luna
I buy fabric at yard sales and thrift shops or I reclaim fabric.

I think that's the clincher. Having a keen eye for deals, sales, used fabric and remnants, etc.

[Size18]

Originally posted by Sunchimes
We also had bread delivery and diaper service.

I have always loved the idea of diaper service, but thoroughly enjoyed doing diapers in my own home. Wind-down time for me was seeing the little ones off to bed early in the evening, then sitting down on the living room floor and folding diapers. So therapeutic and relaxing.

[Nebula]

Remember being given full-permission to spank when you babysat? I applied a few spankings as a sitter.

I do remember that . Heck, I still private "babysit" an have explicit permission from several of my clients to swat as needed, though it is rarely needed.

[Laurel]

OMG, yes!

When my parents passed away, I just couldn't bring myself to get rid of them. Maybe they will be worth something to Antique Roadshow or something someday ::

We actually had two sets; we had the Encyclopedia Brittanica that we bought from a door to door salesman. We also bought the ElectroLux I still use from a door to door salesman. Remember those? We had a milkman, too. Glass bottles with paper tops...it was WHOLE milk! What would the food police say...oh, wait there wasn't food police

I remember the milk man. First we had the glass bottles and then I remember buying them at the store and they were amber colored bottles. Something about light getting to the milk doing something to it??? Not sure what.

When I was very young I lived in one of the apartments of an apartment house my grandma owned. It just looked like a huge house and had 3 floors and 6 apartments. That was the 50's. I remember a paneled truck would come up into the backyard and sell things. Mostly bread and bakery goods I think. I remember my mom saying she had to go get a loaf of bread from the Neilen man. I guess that was the company name.

Then when we moved to the burbs and our own place we had the ice cream man. My mom and dad were cool and we got one every evening so the man would just park in front of our house. :: I still remember my favorite. It was like an Eskimo pie but instead of chocolate it was butterscotch. Yum....

Laurel

[Size18]

I do remember that . Heck, I still private "babysit" an have explicit permission from several of my clients to swat as needed, though it is rarely needed.

Whenever I think back to my teen days/years (1970's), I see a teen who was beyond her years... more mature than her modern day counterpart. Could be I'm reading (and seeing) more into it than actually exists/exited, but somehow I don't think so... hence why so many of us babysitters were granted permission to discipline/punish at our own discretion. Mind you, spanking, was the way back then. Everyone practiced it.

[Size18]

I remember the milk man. First we had the glass bottles and then I remember buying them at the store and they were amber colored bottles. Something about light getting to the milk doing something to it??? Not sure what.

When I was very young I lived in one of the apartments of an apartment house my grandma owned. It just looked like a huge house and had 3 floors and 6 apartments. That was the 50's. I remember a paneled truck would come up into the backyard and sell things. Mostly bread and bakery goods I think. I remember my mom saying she had to go get a loaf of bread from the Neilen man. I guess that was the company name.

Then when we moved to the burbs and our own place we had the ice cream man. My mom and dad were cool and we got one every evening so the man would just park in front of our house. :: I still remember my favorite. It was like an Eskimo pie but instead of chocolate it was butterscotch. Yum....

Laurel

Memory Lane memories trump all!

[Nebula]

Whenever I think back to my teen days/years (1970's), I see a teen who was beyond her years... more mature than her modern day counterpart. Could be I'm reading (and seeing) more into it than actually exists/exited, but somehow I don't think so... hence why so many of us babysitters were granted permission to discipline/punish at our own discretion. Mind you, spanking, was the way back then. Everyone practiced it.

I remember administering the paint stick to a number of kids hineys as a teenager . I don't know,well- I have occasionally popped a hand when touching something dangerous.

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I remember administering the paint stick to a number of kids hineys as a teenager . I don't know,well- I have occasionally popped a hand when touching something dangerous.

One of my biggest pet-peeves when I used to babysit, was babysitting kids who's parents never warmed bottoms. Typically, I never babysat long or took on babysitting jobs in homes where discipline/punishment was devoid, and in the homes where the wooden spoon/paint stick were the order of the day, I made good use of both when needed.

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Originally posted by Nebula
I remember administering the paint stick to a number of kids hineys as a teenager

And the sound it made when it made contact with the seat of a plastic disposable diaper or pair of rubber pants. LOL!

[Nebula]

And the sound it made when it made contact with the seat of a plastic disposable diaper or pair of rubber pants. LOL!

Heck no, those things came on. I got da bare hiney

[Size18]

heck no, those things came on. I got da bare hiney

!!!

[Size18]

... when rubber pants not only came in old-fashioned pull-on style, but snap-on style, too?

Bring back memories older granola moms/past babysitters?

[LK5kids]

Any of you remember in grade school having to go home for lunch. We had to walk home for lunch and lunch was 1 hour. those were the days when many of the Mom's were home and not working. Remember the flag patrols in grade school. You had to be a sixth grader to be a flag patrol, and yes, those were the days when grade school was k-6th grade.

Oh gosh, all my friends and al the neighbor kids walked home for lunch (1960's). My mom worked as a nurse because my dad was self-employed and she worked for the insurance.

I took my lunch to school. We didn't even have a hot lunch program. Probably most the kids that stayed for lunch at school were children who lived on farms.

I remember walking about 7 blocks to the pharmacy that had a soda/sundae counter and we would get a coke and a rod pretzel for 11 cents and then take our other dime and go ponder the penny candy isle and walk home eating our ten pieces of candy. We were probably 7-8 yrs old no adult came with us and who knows how long we were gone.

I remember drive in movies.

I loved those aluminum multi-colored cups someone mentioned.

Parents wouldn't let kids come inside to play and some parents even locked the door so their kids stayed outside! We did play Barbies on the front porch.

We played in the street gutters after a big rainstorm and damned up the water with sticks and leaves. Our self-made Montessori or Waldorf schooling!

I remember when phones were on party lines! We had a private line but neighbors shared phone lines.

I remember having to wear dresses to school until about Nov./Dec. of 7th grade. For some reason they changed the rule part way through the year.

By the time I was in 8th grade I had a pair of purple hip hugger (now called low-rise) bell bottoms. We would take them in so the legs we're really tight.

I also remember couples would stand with their locker door open and make out???? Strange! This was 7th grade. We were 12 yrs old! While I didn't do that we did sit on the sidelines at school dances and make out all night except when we got up to dance. Now who in their right mind would let 12 yr olds do that? This was the early 70's. The chaperones were probably smoking pot out back! Sheeeesh!

[Sunshine75]

We still have a drive in here in MN and we go every summer. Remember playing with super balls, kick the can and red rover until dark. Remember when mom rang a bell or yelled for you to come home and otherwise she didn't see you all day. Remember when you could go to A&W drive in restaurants. Remember when you exchanged pictures with friends in school and that was the big thing because you didn't have a smart phone. Remember pen pals, "yes and no" love notes and and those paper squares with different questions / answers that you'd move back and forth with your hands. happyface