welcome:

As time passes and technology takes over I find that there are many things we have let go to the wayside, disappear, and forgotten; simple things, fun things, and the not so fun elements of our daily lives. I have started this blog to catalog those "missed" things that when mentioned to a younger generation will cause knitted eyebrows, shaken heads, and a "what's that?” expression; now you have a place to show them just…What

This is a catalog of all the things that I and others miss from their younger days and olden times.


Monday, April 25, 2011

#90 ~ public pay phones

Public Pay Phones? Are you nuts? Who would miss having to search for a phone on some obscure corner while driving, find the right change to make a call, find a phone that hasn’t been vandalized…?
 Again, I know you are asking if I have gone nuts.
What I really want to say is "get rid of cell phones"!
I miss being able to shop in a store, walk down the street, or sit in a park --- without having someone walk past me chatting away; unsure if they are talking to me, or talking to that contraption sticking out of their ear.

      (which baffles me in this gotta look totally beautiful all the time society- they're ugly, plain and simple, you look like you have some brain malfunction escaping through your ear .)


 Furthermore, I'll tell you about the rudeness of sitting in a restaurant and trying to eat a peaceful meal and have someone, again, chatting away, oblivious to any other person around. 
OMG, how did we survive not being able to pass away the hours going on and on and on about absolutely nothing of value. I have never been a talker on the phone. I remember once my mother-in-law saying I was too abrupt when on the phone. Hey, it’s a way to transfer vital information quickly….get it? Passing on “vital” information quickly.
The last time I was in the grocery store there was this woman trailing behind me that carried on a conversation, with an unknown brain without a body, about her daughter’s new boyfriend’s mother. As I was trying to shop and ignore her, here comes someone else from the other direction in the isle, chatting even louder! What was the emergency? ”Her neighbor wants her to keep her dog from barking all day—how rude is that- she can’t control her dog’s barking, it’s a dog.”

People… if you are one of those who have to be on their phones 24/7 – then, please for the love of sanity! Get help! Find some organization like DVCA (Diahrrea of the Vocal Cords Anonymous ) Be considerate and turn off  that phone when in public!

Better yet, get rid of these monstrosities and bring back the pay phone if there is a need for an emergent call. Look how cute this one is.


100 things I will miss- #?? ~cell phones --  is one topic you’ll never see here.

Monday, April 18, 2011

#91 ~ full service gas stations

---remember them?

The other day I was driving and I happened to look down and saw I was driving on gas fumes. I needed to stop and get some gas. Now there are a few things in life that are not my favorite things to do, and pumping gas is one of them. This chore it got me thinking about this week's 100 things i will miss.

Of course I don’t like pumping gas. It stinks, it can get dirty and it can be a pain. Maybe I’m just spoiled. I was raised in a time where people were trained and qualified not only to pump your gas, but to tend and care for your car and free of charge. Some of you know what I am talking about, it was called “full service gas stations” and it used to be all we had.

 Do you remember the full service gas stations? I sure do. Checking the tires, the oil, even the battery, belts and everything else. What I recall is that they did it with a smile as well. The gas station attendant seemed to take pride in their work. They enjoyed working with people and greeting them. It was a piece of American culture.

And as a kid, it was an adventure and was certainly an opportunity get pampered. My mother used to pull into the gas station and the attendant would greet her by name, fill the car, wipe the windshield, check the tire pressures, give me a wink and a piece of candy and check under the hood. I wanted her to get gas every day. I wanted her to get that tiger in the tank!

 Some days the friendly gas station attendant would let me pump the gas. He would hand me the silver nozzle and help me to pull the trigger. This is what makes childhood memories. Nonetheless, it baffles me why I enjoyed it then and not now, unless it was because I would get a reward then: sometimes a toy, sometimes a blow up tiger, sometimes just a chance to do it again.

 Plus, who can forget the soda machine that had bottled soda and for a quarter you could get a Coke or a Bubble Up and just for a few extra cents more... a great piece of candy at the candy counter. Gas stations as a kid were an adventure.

 Sadly as gas prices rose, in the early 70s, gas station owners gave people the opportunity to save a few cents at the pump and let them self serve their own gas. I know that in Oregon and New Jersey, you are not allowed to pump your own gas, someone does it for you; however, you do not get that service with a smile, nor anything else but your gas.

I never thought I would ever see these gas attendants go, but they sure did, they are a thing of the past, much like what is happening to our banker. I have no doubt that bank clerks will be a thing of the past and one day you will see an article that says “do you remember bank clerks?”

 So, back to the original statement, do you remember the full service gas stations?

Monday, April 11, 2011

#92 ~ recess

I am not sure this really is something that has gone to the wayside by means of technology as much as just a fact that when you become an adult—you stop having recesses. Although there are many schools that have eliminated recesses from their agendas. Do you remember the games you played during recess as a child? Think about all the physical activity that involved and what you learned from those recess games. While kids are playing ball games on the playground, they are also learning how to cooperate, work out problems, and exercise their bodies. They are figuring out math and physics problems and learning social skills. Did you know that more and more recess times are being replaced by testing and homework? While children are becoming fatter and fatter, schools are eliminating the time for them to exercise, socialize and think creatively.

I enjoyed getting outside and getting the exercise needed to stay healthy, burn off that extra stress energy that built up sitting in a classroom.  Today’s kids, not so sure they get physical when outside even if they could; they have their IPods, Nintendo games, or are busy texting each other on their phones. (here's the technology factor)

As adults, in the working world, we get breaks. However, do we get a recess? I don’t think so. I spend that 10 to 15 minutes of time rushing to the bathroom, getting a drink of water, perhaps a quick snack, and then rush back to the tasks laid before me. How productive would our adult work world be if we were made to go outside, play and interface with our coworkers in a challenging game atmosphere? Would that help with the everyday stress? It might.

I remember years ago, my husband worked for Honeywell, and in the afternoon, several of the engineers would go outside and play “hacky sack” for a short moment- return to their computers and work with a productive energy.  I worked for a company that required you to take 30 minutes (beyond your lunch break) and go next door to the gym to workout, play racquetball, anything active. I also remember that no matter how horrid the first part of my day was, after that break, nothing bothered me.

I vote to bring back recess into our adult lives. Therefore, out in the ambulance bay of my ER I think we should play some hopscotch. Dodge ball – there’s a good one; especially if you are little ticked at your boss- he’s IT!

What were some of your favorite playground games as a child?

Mine… hopscotch, four square, dodge ball, twirling the monkey bars, and…making mud pies. 

Monday, April 4, 2011

#93 ~ metal roller skates

The first roller skate I remember was a pair of metal skates that attached to the sole of your “buster brown” shoes; the best shoes were the oxfords, which had a ridge that the skate tightly clamped. You used a little tool called a skate key to tighten or loosen these clamps. The skates also lengthened or shortened to the correct size that you needed. I remember diligently keeping track of my “Key” but always knew that if it was lost not all was at a loss because you could use a pair of pliers.
Another wonderful thing about these skates was that they were lightweight; if you chose to stop skating, you simply pulled them off  your shoes and walked the rest of the way. With the shoe skates, you either trucked around in your socks, barefoot, or had a 2nd pair of shoes close by. Also, with these handy little skates you didn’t have to drive to a “skating rink” and could go anywhere there was a hard surface, not just around and around and around in a circle all day; or you didn’t have to plead with a parent to take you somewhere.

Then, if you grew out of your joy for these skates, they were easily turned into a “skate board”, scooters, or the best… attach four of these to the bottom of a fruit crate and had an instant “soap box car”.

The one thing that a shoe skate had an advantage was stopping or slowing power. Metal skates, if one needed to slow down you had to head toward some dirt, grass, or other soft ground material.  In addition, if you needed to stop suddenly… you simply sat down. I remember doing that quite a lot. My mother complained to my father that I kept ruining the seat of my Capri pants or shorts and when confronted as to why… I explained. His reply…. “Running into a tree will stop you just as fast.” Ha~!

Oh yes, these little metal skates carry many memories for me. I asked a friend what she remembered as the best part of metal skates…

“They had four wheels.” She laughed.

The other thing that always comes to mind when I think of my roller skates is a young folk singer in the 70’s named Melanie Safka, and her wonderful song “A Brand New Key”.

A little history?
The Columbia Encyclopedia, Sixth Edition | 2008 | Copyright

Roller skating gliding on a hard, smooth, durable surface on skates with rollers or wheels, in recent years has become a popular adult sport. Skates mounted on wooden rollers date from the 1860s, and soon wooden wheels replaced the rollers. The ball-bearing skate wheel was invented in the 1880s. The origin of roller skates is obscure (perhaps they were first used in Holland), but the sport became popular among children throughout the world. When figure skating and dance movements were adopted from ice-skating, roller-skating gained a large adult following. Numerous roller-skating rinks were built in the United States in the 20th cent., and several roller-skating tournaments are now held annually. Following World War II, the roller derby, a spectator sport involving team competition on banked indoor tracks, gained prominence. Since the 1980s in-line skates, which have their wheels, or rollers, arranged in a single line and afford the skater more stability, have largely superseded the older skates.