Dad drove a Cushman to work every day (except in the rain) and I often rode to town with my grand dad in his Crosley.
When TV Broadcasting ended and test signals is all you could:mad2: view in the middle of the night.:mad2:
When you wore corduroy pants...felt like rubbing sandpaper between your inner thighs and when you walked plush orange carpet...static electricity...I don't remember it because I'm 25 years old.
No knickers, but she always bought my jeans so big that I had to roll up the bottoms into 6" cuffs. Then, as I grew, they got close to fitting right.
I still have those damn things, they weren't too comfortable but they sure were cool back in the old hippy days.
When your grandfather throws an anchor to park the Chrysler Town & Country Station Wagon...that thing had two area codes and two zip codes...
When I was the remote for the TV and I got smacked in the back of the head for turning the dials too fast. :lol: How else do you get from channel 3 to 48 before the show is over......
We wore our cuffs like that 'cause that's the way Roy Rogers, John Wayne, Rex Allen and a bunch of others wore theirs. Momma had nuttin' to do with it.