Am I older than dirt? Sometimes I forget that I'm not 20 something (or even 30 something) anymore.
Older Than Dirt Quiz: Count all the ones that you remember not the ones you were told about. Ratings at the bottom.
1. Blackjack chewing gum
2. Wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water
3 Candy cigarettes
4. Soda pop machines that dispensed glass bottles
5 Coffee shops or diners with tableside juke boxes
6. Home milk delivery in glass bottles with cardboard stoppers
7. Party lines
8. Newsreels before the movie
9. P.F. Flyers
10. Butch wax
11. Telephone numbers with a word prefix (OLive-6933)
13. Howdy Doody
14. 45 RPM records
15. S&H Green Stamps
17 Metal ice trays with lever
18 Mimeograph paper
19 Blue flashbulb
21. Roller skate keys
22. Cork popguns
25. Wash tub wringers
If you remembered 0-5 = You're still young
If you remembered 6-10 = You are getting older
If you remembered 11-15 = Don't tell your age
If you remembered 16-25 = You're older than dirt!
It appears that I am indeed older than dirt. I rember 18 of these! Oh man! That's scarey. The ones that really brought back some childhood memories were blackjack chewing gum, candy cigarettes, and the wax coke bottles shaped things. I remember me and my siblings going to the candy store and buying all these things. The candy cigarettes were my favorite.
We used to have a milk box in our house. It had a door that opened on the outside and the milk man would come each day and put the fresh milk in bottles into it. There was a door from the inside of the house where we would take it out. More often than not, the milk box was used for us children to climb through to get into the house. Why use the door? That was too easy!
I also remember going out to a family friend's house and they still had a party line. They lived out in the country.
When I was very young, I remember my brother and I playing in our basement and he decided to play with the washing machine wringer and while it was moving he put his hand in. It ended up pulling his whole arm through. My mom, of course, came running. My next memory of that event is seeing them jump into our neighbour's car to speed off to the hospital. He was fine in the end, at least until the next trouble he got himself into ... which was likely only a few days after that.
Such wonderful memories.
I think this is a scrapbook page!