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Old Herder of cats.
Push button transmission on the dash... what's old is new again.
we had 4 channels to watch being so close to Windsor we got a Canadian station tooOh boy.... Three channels on the black and white telly, Dad changing oil in the gutter. Lots of shortwave radio stations clustered round the 49m band. Watching a lot of WW2 vintage surplus vehicles, including a D-day DUKW. The Goon show and the Clitheroe kid on the wireless. Mick McManus in the ring. Then we moved to Germany. Playing in bombed out ruins, finding a box of potato masher grenades and having fun with them.
All good fun.
It gave you the timeWhat did 767-2676 get you? I've never heard of this one.
It would give a recording:What did 767-2676 get you? I've never heard of this one.
Those were truly the good old days..22 for 12th birthday
Having an old lady in a pickup stop on a deserted back road to offer a ride to 5 teenagers carrying .22's and a shotgun.
Foot x ray deviceStrangely enough, only a few days ago and for some unknown reason, I was thinking about the below with astonishment now that we know better.
There must be others here besides me who remember these, and know what they are and were used for.
Imagine, we used to expose ourselves to unacceptably high radiation, totally unprotected, at our local shoe store to see if our new shoes fit properly, all the while unsupervised by any radiologist, and with little restriction.Foot x ray device
Really??? wow, I have never seen or heard of this.Imagine, we used to expose ourselves to unacceptably high radiation, totally unprotected, at our local shoe store to see if our new shoes fit properly, all the while unsupervised by any radiologist, and with little restriction.
The guy asked my father how much gas he wanted. I think it was 11 gallons. The guy would then manually pump the gas that would accumulate in a transpatent glass reservoir, above the pump. So, we could see the amount of gas beeing pumped. There was marks on the glass, showing the quantity. At some point, the guy would say : "OK, so, this is 5 gallons, right ? ". Then, he grabs the hose with the handgun, and the gas would just transfer, by gravity, into our gas tank. Then, the guy would manually pump again, until we had the desired quantity.
I was amazed by that strange "out of this world" pump and my dad told me that's how gas pump used to be in the good old days. Of course, you could only pay in cash.
They still do that, but not to go duck huntingMy brother and cousin used to ride the city bus to north Oshawa with their shot guns to go duck hunting.