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Ice Cream at Thrifty's; Single 5 cents, double 10 cents and triple 15 cents.
I can verify that, and I have often told people the same. Man, you must be at least as old as me...
Ice Cream at Thrifty's; Single 5 cents, double 10 cents and triple 15 cents.
Ah yes how could I forget, smoking everywhere and anywhere you wanted to. I remember flying to Sarasota with mom and dad when I was a kid (around 1982) and when the plane landed there was a fog of smoke in the cabin.
Ice Cream at Thrifty's; Single 5 cents, double 10 cents and triple 15 cents.
I remember when it was fairly common to see a fella walking (or driving, usually in a big Cadillac Fleetwood or Buick Electra or Chevy Caprice, or Olds Ninety-Eight) with a fedora and a cigar or pipe.
Wow, where did you grow up? I'm 51, and I have no memories of seeing any man wearing a hat (apart from uniform caps) when I was a kid. Of course, I grew up in a suburb of Los Angeles which may have something to do with that.
Cheers,
Tom
When I was young, my father started his gun shop out of our barn. We also were farming at that time yet. When the guy from the ATF came out to inspect the place, he noticed we had chickens and came out again to help us butcher and pluck them when they were ready in return for a couple of chickens.
I can verify that, and I have often told people the same. Man, you must be at least as old as me...
Oh, yeah... and the Thrifty's I went to was where Pong first appeared in my life!
For those not in the know, these weren't "scoops" of ice cream, they were more like cylinders of ice cream. Thrifty's had a device that was cylindrical, made to fit the top of an ice cream cone (not the actual cone shaped ones, the type with the flat bottom) and had a handle with a trigger on it. The cylinder was pushed down into the ice cream and pulled back out filled with ice cream. It was applied to the top of the cone and the trigger squeezed, operating a mechanism that pushed the cylinder of ice cream out of the device and onto the cone (or the preceding cylinder.)
Wow, where did you grow up? I'm 51, and I have no memories of seeing any man wearing a hat (apart from uniform caps) when I was a kid. Of course, I grew up in a suburb of Los Angeles which may have something to do with that.
Cheers,
Tom
I remember when there were after market air conditioners for cars that were installed on the hump under the dash. If the car was a V-8 it wasn't too much of a problem. My Dad had a '65 Country Squire and the next door neighbor had a '66 and he had the aftermarket a/c. I remember he let my Dad borrow it when we drove down to Ensenada in July 1974. I even remember him and my Dad taking it out of his wagon and installing it in my Dad's.
My Grandpa had a 1973 Datsun 510. His first car with an air conditioner (his last car too since he owned it when he died), that little four cylinder was so overworked whenever that a/c was turned out it wasn't even worth the bother to flick the switch on.
I also remember those room coolers where ice cubes where placed in the bin and the fan would blow the cold out into the room.
At one time I wanted to get a Federal Firearms Dealer's License but now it's more trouble than it's worth. The days of being able to operate a gun shop out of your garage or barn are gone. Many places now require that you have a brick and mortar business premises.