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You’re getting up there in age when you remember...
Used to spend hours doing just that, those were the days !
You’re getting up there in age when you remember...
“Those were the Days”
All through junior and senior years in school, I drove a
’55 Chevy Bel-air to school and never thought of locking
the steering wheel or the doors. And not once was anything
stolen.
My uncles were worse.
They never took the keys out of the ignition when they came home.
And never bothered locking the front house door.
Recently I had to change a flat tire on an suv.
I spent more time trying to locate & figure out how to
use the mickey mouse jack and tiny spare tire that
came with it.
remember when you'd just sit around wondering stuff, knowing you'd never know for sure? I'll never forget one afternoon on a radio station, the DJ asked what kind of car the TV Batmobile was. For 3 hours, they got call after call with "My brother read in a book once..." kinds of answers. Not one, I recall, mentioned the Ford Futura, which was the real car. But then, there wasn't any way to look anything like that up.You’re getting up there in age when you remember...
remember when you'd just sit around wondering stuff, knowing you'd never know for sure? I'll never forget one afternoon on a radio station, the DJ asked what kind of car the TV Batmobile was. For 3 hours, they got call after call with "My brother read in a book once..." kinds of answers. Not one, I recall, mentioned the Ford Futura, which was the real car. But then, there wasn't any way to look anything like that up.
Frankly, I don't miss those days as it drove me nuts not knowing something like that, once it came up.
As for the young'un not knowing the key could open a car, that happened to my next-door neighbor recently! They sent their pre-teen kid out to get something out of the truck and the kid kept spinning the keep around, looking for a button. Kid thought I was messing with him when I pointed out where on the door you could use the key.
My wife has a Subaru and the darned car alarm goes off if you try to open it using the key that came with it. You could only open it quietly with the keyless entry. What idiot thought that was a good idea???
Amazingly annoying would be the term I'd use, not 'precious'. I have never suffered fools, even as a kid.There's something precious in a somewhat intoxicated person passionately arguing a patently false proposition. It can be a thing of real beauty.
“Those were the Days”
All through junior and senior years in school, I drove a
’55 Chevy Bel-air to school and never thought of locking
the steering wheel or the doors. And not once was anything
stolen
Amazingly annoying would be the term I'd use, not 'precious'. I have never suffered fools, even as a kid.
Space saver spare tires, space saver jacks. Are people really carrying so much junk around in their trunks that a few square inches are going to make a difference?...Recently I had to change a flat tire on an suv.
I spent more time trying to locate & figure out how to
use the mickey mouse jack and tiny spare tire that
came with it.
I routinely leave my keys in the Plodge even today. Nobody's going to steal a 6-volt AM radio, and nobody's going to steal the car because everybody in town knows whose car it is, and even if they did try to steal it, a prospective thief would have a very hard time figuring out how the starter works.
“Those were the Days”
All through junior and senior years in school, I drove a
’55 Chevy Bel-air to school and never thought of locking
the steering wheel or the doors. And not once was anything
stolen.
My uncles were worse.
They never took the keys out of the ignition when they came home.
And never bothered locking the front house door.
Recently I had to change a flat tire on an suv.
I spent more time trying to locate & figure out how to
use the mickey mouse jack and tiny spare tire that
came with it.
⇧ Maybe that's it. There always was as drug subculture (my dad did charity work for decades and told me there were always drugs and drug addicts in New Brunswick - and elsewhere - well before the sixties, but it was kept hushed up), but I assume you are referencing the incredible increase and, kinda, mainstream acceptance of drugs by, at minimum, the youth cultural from the late sixties on?