Old Enough To Remember?

I still remember the cheesy little transistor radios that picked up 3 or 4 stations and goofy bed ass biker movies on 305s that we watched at the drive-ins, after seeing how many people we could hide in the car. Did fit three in the trunk once with spare out.

I had some classmates who did that ONE time. Four in the car, five in the trunk, also with the spare and jack removed. We sat in the parents' area near the playground to not attract attention. Don't know what we expected but they had to ride back home in the trunk also. Never again.
 
Remember the matchbook under the channel selector knob when tv was not new, and i was the remote. (With pummeled ear if slow)
LSMFT and Kent cigarettes with asbestos filters, although that ended around my hatching, rumors still went on and on. The Marlboro man still looked healthy.
 
Remember the matchbook under the channel selector knob when tv was not new, and i was the remote.
No, but I recall the matchbooks used to line up those accursed 8-track tapes.
Good riddance!
To be clear, good riddance to the tapes.
Hard to find matchbooks, though. Used to be quite the advertising medium.
 
No, but I recall the matchbooks used to line up those accursed 8-track tape
It took a long time to find but my 8 track had fine tuning, was at a garage sale several years ago. some kid asked if they were games......He still lives, I refrained.
 
Back in the day...mid 1980's, men's "loo" South Vancouver aircraft hangar. Sign above urinals read: "Pilots with short stacks and / or low manifold pressure must taxi close to the ramp as those following may not be float equipped."
 
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Ours were even older.....all wood!
I was in 3rd grade in Pine Bluff, within hearing distance of the Little Rock air force base. We did the stop/drop drill several times a month. Several of us had watched the civil defense shows on early Saturday tv that depicted the devastation of Hiroshima and the bomb testing out west. I asked the question 'What good will any of this do since we are so close to a likely target?'. In response, our teacher arranged a field trip to city hall to visit the emergency preparations/bomb shelter. Cool, no classwork for the day.
We arrived by school bus and went into the courthouse in the usual single file line and met the town's CD coordinator/city clerk. He gave us a tour of the building. I got anxious and asked about the bomb shelter, seeing the sign over the stairway downstairs. 'Let's go see'...he opened to door and realized we couldn't go down the stairs...the hallway was completely filled with old schoolroom desks and chairs. 'I guess I'll have to have these removed to get to the bomb shelter'. Found out, to his chagrin, that workers could have the hall cleared within a week. I asked the tour ending question 'How long after the air raid siren goes off will the Russian bombers be here?' The Coordinator looked quite lost and had to return to work suddenly.
I learned a lot about the realities of government on that visit.
 
I asked the question 'What good will any of this do since we are so close to a likely target?'.
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I learned a lot about the realities of government on that visit.
Quite the perceptive question, from a 3rd-grader.
I fear a very large number of our citizen-neighbors know less about the realities of government now, than you did then.
 
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