Conversations this week have led me to the conclusion that I am old. Officially. Without a doubt. Old. Not ancient yet…but that will happen in a few years.
If you want to know whether or not you are in the same boat, read on.
You know you are getting old if you can remember:
Making a plaster of Paris ashtray in school as a Christmas gift.
Waiting for your teacher to get the film reel loaded onto the projector so you could watch a movie.
Walking over to the television to change channels.
Taking a tube to the store to exchange it so the television would work again.
Paying a quarter to see the “tattooed lady” at the fair (carnival, circus).
Watching a newsreel before the movie started at the theatre.
Listening to a real person play the organ before the movie started.
Going to the drive-in to see a movie and playing on a train before it started.
Carrying nickels to the diner so you could play the juke box.
Listening to Gunsmoke on the radio.
Getting a polio vaccine in a sugar cube.
Listening to the pop-pop-pop of the coffee percolator.
Putting a little plastic adaptor on the record player before playing your favorite 45s.
Popping ice cubes out of an aluminum ice tray and pinching your finger doing it.
Drinking out of aluminum “glasses” in the summer.
Making popcorn in a pan on the stove.
Buying a Kodak slide carousel.
Hanging laundry on the line outside in front of the whole neighborhood.
Listening in on the party line to see what the neighbors were doing!
Paying a quarter for a block of ice that slid out of a huge machine.
Having milk and butter delivered to your doorstep.
Listening to the encyclopedia salesman extol the virtues of his product.
I could probably go on, but I’m old. My memory is getting tired….
I've been told that you know you're old when all the policemen look young!
I do remember many of the things you've mentioned...
So, let's face it, we're both old!
Posted by: Classof65 | October 03, 2012 at 03:45 PM
Inside every older person is a youger person---wondering what the heck happened.
The older the fiddler the sweeter the tune...
Middle age is when you still believe you'll feel better in the morning. Do you recall ice picks, potato mashers, hand egg beaters,hand cranked ice cream freezers, black phones with no dials? lol Nelda
Posted by: nelda Gregory | October 03, 2012 at 10:54 PM
We've been feeling old lately. Just last week, we received two wedding invitations to weddings of children we taught at church when they were in primary(under 11 years old.) Wow. Time is flying.
Posted by: Megan | October 07, 2012 at 05:43 PM