fresh cuts of meat & seafood were wrapped in paper.

dairy products were delivered

you could shop and shop and your purchases were delivered within 24 hours

Men never swore in front of women.

It was considered poor taste to call after 9pm.

Men stood when a woman left the table.

We went to bed with no tv in the bedroom.... sigh, how nice it would be to meet someone without a tv in their bedroom these days.

I have never and I never will have a t.v. in the bedroom. That's not what the bedroom is for!

I know somebody at work who has a t.v. in every room but her bathroom. Can you imagine?

I don't have any t.v. service, not even local. I do have a t.v., but I use it for streaming videos off of my laptop with an HDMI cord.

No bedroom TV here, either. We do have this large monstrosity in the livingroom, which usually has Music Choice Smooth Jazz all night after Colbert, Rachel and Lawrence O'Donnell are over for the night...maybe Chris Hays.
Rather have a large stereo system with vinyl, cassettes, and CD capability. Wish I'd not lost my albums.

Remember when Bose speakers could be about 4 feet, and music was played Loud. We just had bands that were made to played loud, The Who, AC/DC, Led Zeppelin, and others from the seventies and late sixties.

Same here,no free to air TV
I mainly just buy series I like
I like quiet then music,or practice guitar
Although I do read a lot of non mainstream media on the net

I remember when:

Street curbs in Chicago were still almost a foot high because of the Model T's, and the alleys were mostly still dirt or brick.

Taking electric trolley buses that shot sparks out of the top when it rained or snowed. The seats were real leather stuffed with straw.

Every Saturday afternoon my friends and I would see a double feature for 15 cents, and big candy bars were a nickle, and pop a dime. Newspapers and comic books were a dime too.

I remember when people could rent horses and ride along Chicago's lakefront.

I remember when "pitching penny's" was a fad. The one who threw their coin closest to the line in the sidewalk, won the pot.

I remember seeing the bad kids sitting in the "bad kids row" in class, sitting under the teacher's desk with the teacher's legs, and being made to stand in a corner all day, even with wet pants.

A time when the neighbors would help you prime the pump, all night if necessary. Everyone left their door unlocked, safely. Families next door would put your windows down right before it starts to rain. Their mom and kids would take down your line laundry. When families could leave stuff on the lawn (not always, my bike stolen x2, but we knew who).
Also, neighbors would pass clothes and such to our moms, if they think might fit, and your mom would pass them on when grown out of. Ugh!

Families played croquet outside, they'd invite individual kids to play. Neighbor dads would play horseshoes in one another's yard. Yes, I grew up in the suburbs.

Bicycling was safe from shady characters and strangers in other neighborhoods. They would ask where you came from when you went visiting. Would call your mom, she'd bitch at you for going so far away, ask you if you need a ride home. I'd tell her no, and she'd say to get home right away.

Even families of neighbors not known would want to visit, had gum and candy in their livingroom. If they had a pool or swingset, you were generally permitted to use it.

Sheese, really wish to be in those times and places, again

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Adults rode in cars unencumbered by seat belt restrains :carride:

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Women used "spit curls" as a way to set their hair

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There were no such things as SUV's! The largest vehicle a big family owned was called a station wagon!

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Parents didn't knock themselves out planning "play dates" for their kids!

Parents told kids to entertain themselves and just to be home before dark..:hangloose:

Touch calculations were done with slide-rules, pencil and paper!

That should have been "tough", not touch.

Right now, I'm remembering when I could leap out of bed rather than slide out slowly bemoaning an achey hip! 8-}. Back then I could take a bus ride to the other side of town and another back and still have change from half a crown (12.5p in the new-fangled money)!

Parents, well mine at least, put the wrath of god into me when getting over either a cold or flu with the fear of a relapse!

"Button that coat up", "wrap that scarf around your neck", "put those mitten on", yada yada yada




As a child, luckily I never encountered a relapse but once I started managing the video store, I had one after the other......:|

School bus driver and teachers would yell at you for arriving with long frozen icicles where hair ordinarily hung when showering after an AM run.
It's a similar verbal tactic as the one that seems to have been employed in the above post.
Nosy teachers and school employees. They're lucky students stay home when sick and take showers at all.
Wonder how many of us went to school with sneezy, sniffly, stinky classmates?

Do you remember when "STD" stood for standing room ticket seats at a football game?

Where the fuck did you grow up? Sounds fabulously ideal.
Me? I grew up where you were lucky if the apartment superintendent hadn't molested you by age 4 and if you knew your neighbours it was only cause the cops were always there to arrest the guy for beating the shit out of woman, who was either his wife or just the mother of his 6 kids that he wasn't supporting.