When you could actually fix a leaking radiator with solder, could recognize the symptoms when your points were closing up and knew what dwell angle was. You didn't have metric tools in your tool box much less own a metric tape measure, maybe a couple of Whitworth wrenches and sockets to get you through if you dabbled in the Brit. stuff. Or, you can't remember, that you you can't remember, is that redundant or what?
I remember when if you had a problem with a product or service that you paid for you actually presented the problem in person and negotiated a solution instead of just jabbing each other on the Internet until half the world is involved in your personal dispute...
"Spell Chick" is better. She sits on your lap and points out the misspelled words, then tells Minimark to look them up in the dictionary for you. Jim
The weather channel was a camera panning back and forth showing temp, humidity, wind speed, time of day. And the local weather guy on TV told you what had happened in the last 24 hours, what was going on at the moment, and did not bother guessing what was coming
I remember when your mom sent you to the corner grocerer with a list and you just told the clerk to put it on your family bill.
You saved up all the Coke bottles and took them back to the grocery store for a refund.... Hey we were green, we recycled!!!
Ours was 5 blocks down the RR track and it was a big deal if you could walk the whole way without loosing balance and stepping off the track. There was a penny gum ball machine right inside the door that had a few speckled balls in it. If you got one, you would take it to the counter and get a nickle candy bar in exchange. I always got a 3 Muskateers. You're older than dirt if you can tell what was unique about them then. Those nickle candy bars now cost as much as a steak dinner did back then.
and then went directly to the hardware store and bought a model airplane to build, spending the entire 98 cents. Jim
Coke bottles had the name of the town where they came from molded into the bottom. It was always fun to wonder how they wound up where they did. Too close to pay day my buddy and I scrounged around to find enough soda bottles for enough money to get into the Cinnimon Cinder to hear the likes of the Kingsmen and the Righteous Brothers.
I remember collecting enough pop bottles for deposit so I could go to Grey Drug & buy a Lindberg model for 29 cents, plus a candy bar & a bottle of root beer. Simpler times.
I remember back in the day MINI made good looking cars that had great motors less problems and came with.......Superchargers. :wink: R53
My '63 Mini didn't have a supercharger, it did have a side draft Weber carburetor whose velocity stacks stuck out the speedometer hole. Talk about a noisemaker! Dave