Oughta put this over in the military forum but it'll work here. I made the mistake of letting it be known by our Master Chief that I could type. He sent me up to see the XO who needed a typist with ASW secret clearance. I found myself in the personnel office every day after knockoff typing the entire LANTFLT (Atlantic Fleet) ASW (Anti-Submarine Warfare) and Sub Sunk/Sub Lost doctrine on mimeograph spirit paper. There could be no errors at all. I don't know how many pages had to be started over, many nearly completed, because of a typing error. Took me close to a month to get that job done on top of my regular duties. How many remember the smell of that paper?
How about the brake and clutch pedals that pushed into the floor instead of being hung from above. My first car a 1951 Plymouth had those kind of pedals.
The gas station my wife and I used was a MFA oil and we just pulled in they filled it up and we left, the end of each month we would recieve a bill from them, not a credit card bill a billing from the station itself. .28 cents a gallon.
Same subject/different topic - Remembering such a thing as a phone booth at a gas station doesn't really make ya that old, but finding one in a real pinch is like finding the Lost Dutchman Mine. And, the call was only a dime... Hell ya can't even call long distance from one anymore without a certificate from the mine.
Someone brought in a game of pick up sticks for our Toy's for Tots program and 1 of my 20 something Motoring Advisors said " What is Pick up sticks" " you mean you just pick up sticks?" I felt really old.
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