Do you remember when......

Kätzchen · 05-30-2024, 11:00 AM

Your employer issued you a paper check for your wages earned but when you took it to the bank to deposit it into your checking account, you had to wait 48 hours to access your earnings?

Remember when people actually ate their meals at home, on the table, with other members of your family, at designated times during the day? Breakfast and dinner were sit-down meals at home. Lunch was a paperbag meal you took to school or work.

Remember when people wanted to travel, you had to book your air fare and lodging via a travel representative? I remember when you couldn’t just walk into the airport to buy a ticket; that didn’t happen until I was in junior high school. It wasn’t until I was out of high school that the advent of the computer was available to anyone except government offices. Heck. Computers and personal cell phones were exaggerated machinations yet to be reduced to a handy hand held machine.

Soft*Silver · 05-30-2024, 05:28 PM

I remember when my parents had to get up early to pull the chains of the coal furnace to stoke the embers to warm the house in the morning.
I remember visiting my grandfather, who would take me to the outside handpump to give me something cold to drink, in an old beat up white tin ladle. Sometimes he would wash my sweaty face with that spring fresh water.
I remember the outhouse that was only replaced when I was in second grade with an indoor bathroom. And of course, that means I also remember the chamberpot that was used for nighttime.
I remember every Farm having a scrap pile. You never threw anything away. You kept it all because you never knew when you were going to need it either in its original form or some concoction that you created out of need.
I remembered the big big BIG draft horses of my other grandfather. It’s no wonder I grew up with a passion for horses!
I remember the beautiful peonies and lilacs and Holly hocks and roses, in my grandmothers’ and my mother’s yard. It’s no wonder I grew up addicted to gardening!
And of course I remember the necessary vegetable garden that was small in comparison of other gardens back then but huge in comparison to gardens nowadays. I remember my mother making me pick off those gross big thick green worms. I was so mad at her for making me do that!
And of course, I remember a time when we only ate Canned Goods from canning instead of a metal can. I can still hear the tops of the Canned Goods Popping as they rested on her clean Dish cloths.

Stone-Butch · 05-31-2024, 05:03 PM

Ahh that perfume scented outhouse of my youth. Cold water from the latest rain barrel with the metal dipper. Cold chamber pot on my little butt in the middle of the dark night. Hearing father get up and get the wood stove burning to cook and warm the house. Mother scurrying to feed father and make a lunch for him to go to workin the early morning light. Going to the cellar door and watching mother go down the ladder to the well in the floor right next to the coal bin. Playing on my friends swing and flattening an old milk can with my shoe so run and make noise. Till once we came HERE, I hate here. Running water, ice box, bathtub, flush toilet (don't let it take you down). Cars, noise, people , all new to me. School I did not understand the teachers stoic position. Children who teased me and took my mitts my grandmother had knit for me and put them in the icy snow . I guess just because I was new and they could. Never happened to me before but seemed like a daily happening. Late for school and strapped OMG, first time in my life I had been hit in anger. It turned me and stayed with me. Yes I remember when.

Kätzchen · 06-02-2024, 08:25 AM

Remember when …..

Claiming your sexual orientation was seen as a badge of courage flying in the face of hostility???

I’m not sure when PRIDE events became officially accepted in America but the Castro district in San Fransisco was something everyone could read about and experience via photographers documenting brothers and sisters displaying publicly our relationships with people we share our lives with.

Here is an amazing press release provided by CNN today: https://www.cnn.com/interactive/2024...phy-cnnphotos/

Stone-Butch · 06-02-2024, 09:38 PM

I remember in Toronto back when there was only Butch or Femme or just gay. Stone Butch always existed but not spoken about as everyone could recognize what they called a hard butch and a soft femme. I kissed a girl when I was 12 yrs old and never looked back. Boys were good for hockey and touch ball. Other than that no need for them. I remember when having a car meant you got a lot more dates. (saved and first thing I bought, a used car). Rock and Roll was all they played and Chuck Berry and Little Richard hit the lights till Elvis came along. Ahhh yes, I remember when.

05-30-2024, 11:00 AM	#1
Kätzchen Member How Do You Identify?: As a Brick House (Femme) Relationship Status: Busy (involved with a special someone here at home) Join Date: May 2010 Location: In a small community Posts: 16,278 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 29,278 Thanked 33,638 Times in 10,730 Posts Rep Power: 21474868	Remember when … Your employer issued you a paper check for your wages earned but when you took it to the bank to deposit it into your checking account, you had to wait 48 hours to access your earnings? Remember when people actually ate their meals at home, on the table, with other members of your family, at designated times during the day? Breakfast and dinner were sit-down meals at home. Lunch was a paperbag meal you took to school or work. Remember when people wanted to travel, you had to book your air fare and lodging via a travel representative? I remember when you couldn’t just walk into the airport to buy a ticket; that didn’t happen until I was in junior high school. It wasn’t until I was out of high school that the advent of the computer was available to anyone except government offices. Heck. Computers and personal cell phones were exaggerated machinations yet to be reduced to a handy hand held machine. __________________ “The way someone treats you is not a reflection of your worth: It’s a reflection of their emotional capacity,” — Jillian Turecki. ”Without justice, democracy dies,” — Jess Michaels (Epstein survivor). ”The planet can provide for human need, but not human greed,” — Dr Jane Goodall. Last edited by Kätzchen; 05-30-2024 at 11:05 AM.

05-30-2024, 05:28 PM	#2
SoftSilver Infamous Member How Do You Identify?: femme Preferred Pronoun?: she Relationship Status: Married Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: rose cottage Posts: 5,594 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 8,948 Thanked 15,896 Times in 4,064 Posts Rep Power*: 21474858	I remember when my parents had to get up early to pull the chains of the coal furnace to stoke the embers to warm the house in the morning. I remember visiting my grandfather, who would take me to the outside handpump to give me something cold to drink, in an old beat up white tin ladle. Sometimes he would wash my sweaty face with that spring fresh water. I remember the outhouse that was only replaced when I was in second grade with an indoor bathroom. And of course, that means I also remember the chamberpot that was used for nighttime. I remember every Farm having a scrap pile. You never threw anything away. You kept it all because you never knew when you were going to need it either in its original form or some concoction that you created out of need. I remembered the big big BIG draft horses of my other grandfather. It’s no wonder I grew up with a passion for horses! I remember the beautiful peonies and lilacs and Holly hocks and roses, in my grandmothers’ and my mother’s yard. It’s no wonder I grew up addicted to gardening! And of course I remember the necessary vegetable garden that was small in comparison of other gardens back then but huge in comparison to gardens nowadays. I remember my mother making me pick off those gross big thick green worms. I was so mad at her for making me do that! And of course, I remember a time when we only ate Canned Goods from canning instead of a metal can. I can still hear the tops of the Canned Goods Popping as they rested on her clean Dish cloths. __________________ Pole bachit, a lis chuye. The field sees, the forest hears

05-31-2024, 05:03 PM	#3
Stone-Butch Senior Member How Do You Identify?: Stonebutch Preferred Pronoun?: she Relationship Status: single Join Date: Jan 2013 Location: Canada Posts: 3,755 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 13,371 Thanked 9,439 Times in 3,097 Posts Rep Power: 21474852	Do You Remember When Ahh that perfume scented outhouse of my youth. Cold water from the latest rain barrel with the metal dipper. Cold chamber pot on my little butt in the middle of the dark night. Hearing father get up and get the wood stove burning to cook and warm the house. Mother scurrying to feed father and make a lunch for him to go to workin the early morning light. Going to the cellar door and watching mother go down the ladder to the well in the floor right next to the coal bin. Playing on my friends swing and flattening an old milk can with my shoe so run and make noise. Till once we came HERE, I hate here. Running water, ice box, bathtub, flush toilet (don't let it take you down). Cars, noise, people , all new to me. School I did not understand the teachers stoic position. Children who teased me and took my mitts my grandmother had knit for me and put them in the icy snow . I guess just because I was new and they could. Never happened to me before but seemed like a daily happening. Late for school and strapped OMG, first time in my life I had been hit in anger. It turned me and stayed with me. Yes I remember when.

06-02-2024, 08:25 AM	#4
Kätzchen Member How Do You Identify?: As a Brick House (Femme) Relationship Status: Busy (involved with a special someone here at home) Join Date: May 2010 Location: In a small community Posts: 16,278 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 29,278 Thanked 33,638 Times in 10,730 Posts Rep Power: 21474868	Photographer Nicholas Blair documenting LGBT community of the 1980s Remember when ….. Claiming your sexual orientation was seen as a badge of courage flying in the face of hostility??? I’m not sure when PRIDE events became officially accepted in America but the Castro district in San Fransisco was something everyone could read about and experience via photographers documenting brothers and sisters displaying publicly our relationships with people we share our lives with. Here is an amazing press release provided by CNN today: https://www.cnn.com/interactive/2024...phy-cnnphotos/ __________________ “The way someone treats you is not a reflection of your worth: It’s a reflection of their emotional capacity,” — Jillian Turecki. ”Without justice, democracy dies,” — Jess Michaels (Epstein survivor). ”The planet can provide for human need, but not human greed,” — Dr Jane Goodall.

06-02-2024, 09:38 PM	#5
Stone-Butch Senior Member How Do You Identify?: Stonebutch Preferred Pronoun?: she Relationship Status: single Join Date: Jan 2013 Location: Canada Posts: 3,755 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 13,371 Thanked 9,439 Times in 3,097 Posts Rep Power: 21474852	Remember When I remember in Toronto back when there was only Butch or Femme or just gay. Stone Butch always existed but not spoken about as everyone could recognize what they called a hard butch and a soft femme. I kissed a girl when I was 12 yrs old and never looked back. Boys were good for hockey and touch ball. Other than that no need for them. I remember when having a car meant you got a lot more dates. (saved and first thing I bought, a used car). Rock and Roll was all they played and Chuck Berry and Little Richard hit the lights till Elvis came along. Ahhh yes, I remember when.