Do you remember when......

[BullDog]

Originally Posted by homoe

Do you remember when gas stations were called Service Stations?

Usually it was a man who ran out and asked you how much gas you wanted, checked the oil, washed the windshield, and then asked if you wanted your tires checked?

Gas was so cheap then I think my father always replied 'fill her up"

Yes I remember this. It is true that you can't pump your own gas in Oregon and it definitely did take getting used to. It isn't the same as the full service from the past, but it is nice - except when you are in a hurry since you often have to wait.

The grocery store that I go to in the next town over does have kids take your shopping cart out and load your groceries in the car - which is also something that used to always be done when I was a kid.

[homoe]

Originally Posted by BullDog

Yes I remember this. It is true that you can't pump your own gas in Oregon and it definitely did take getting used to. It isn't the same as the full service from the past, but it is nice - except when you are in a hurry since you often have to wait.

The grocery store that I go to in the next town over does have kids take your shopping cart out and load your groceries in the car - which is also something that used to always be done when I was a kid.

Our town was so small that the A & P would send the boy over to our place with the groceries my parents had paid for and had other errands to do before heading home! That was back when we kept our doors unlocked of course.

[Kätzchen]

Originally Posted by homoe

Our town was so small that the A & P would send the boy over to our place with the groceries my parents had paid for and had other errands to do before heading home! That was back when we kept our doors unlocked of course.

our town was so small, and so far away, that we never locked out doors, much less hooked the screen door.

The family cars were left unlocked, too.

in fact, at times, mom and dad just left the keys to the cars on the floor boards of the big truck or family car.

BUT. ... the gate to the corral, and especially the field gates, were never left unlocked. Ever....

[Gayandgray]

It's funny how now they don't want kids riding bikes without helmets, drinking out of garden hoses, riding in the back of a truck, etc, but we did all that as kids and my sister and I survived just fine!

[cathexis]

Originally Posted by homoe

Our town was so small that the A & P would send the boy over to our place with the groceries my parents had paid for and had other errands to do before heading home! That was back when we kept our doors unlocked of course.

When I was young you could do all of the above. Also, the neighbor would come in to shut your windows if it rained. Your dog made the rounds and most people had a treat for her and all knew her name. You signed for your neighbor's UPS package and sent the kids over with then when you noticed their car sitting in their driveway. It was safe for an 8 year old kid to take the bus downtown alone.

All this and more that I can't think of in the close suburbs of Indianapolis.

In some ways, I miss the "good old days."

[Kätzchen]

Remember when no one had an answering machine for the landline telephone? If you weren't home to answer your phone, it would just ring and ring (the telephone).

[homoe]

Originally Posted by Kätzchen

Remember when no one had an answering machine for the landline telephone? If you weren't home to answer your phone, it would just ring and ring (the telephone).

Yup, and I remember the anticipation of who might be on the other end of that call, of course this was also WAY before caller I.D. ........

[~ocean]

Originally Posted by homoe

Yup, and I remember the anticipation of who might be on the other end of that call, of course this was also WAY before caller I.D. ........

I Love my landline ~ I never ask can u hear me now ~ my calls never get dropped ~ and when I'm not home I don't get bothered.

[homoe]

We have a landline as well and would NEVER consider giving it up!

[homoe]

Originally Posted by Kätzchen

Remember when no one had an answering machine for the landline telephone? If you weren't home to answer your phone, it would just ring and ring (the telephone).

Yup, and I remember the anticipation of who/whom just might be on the other end of the call coming in!

DAMN you caller ID.....

[homoe]

I remember our town being so small you'd get a wrong number and still end up talking for 30 minutes!

[Gayandgray]

I remember being able to go in the department stores barefooted when we went down south to visit my stepdad’s kinfolk.