Tell us your old without telling us you are old......

Old buildings and homes are my weakness.

Architecture today doesn't interest me, the repeat cookie cutter fashion is boring to say the least, and the materials used are in keeping with the disposable world we live in.

I'll bet that old building you resided in was grand.
Are you psychic? It was on Grand Avenue.
 

Forget rotary telephones, when I was growing up, a dear aunt of mine had an old-fashioned wall telephone, and no matter how many times I used it, it never failed, I'd start trying to listen in on the wall horn while talking into the microphone, or was it the other way around.

Nevertheless, what interesting telephones they were.

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Goodness, whenever I think about this thing-a-ma-jig, it never fails to bring a smile to me.

Made the most obnoxious audible electronic clicking sound, and the response time was delayed.

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Outhouses and fetching water from the well, when staying with my grandpa and grandma was all in a day's events/happenings when I was growing up.

Sitting around the kitchen table after dark under the light of a coal-oil lamp, listening to old stories, some spooky, was how evenings were spent.
 
Oh, they must have made that so you could watch videos and also so the dog could jump into the back and have his nap.
ROFL!

In keeping with your entry, JBR, I recall us as a family going visiting one Christmas, and the family we were visiting had an army of kids ranging from late teens to single digits. I may have been all of 5 or 6 at the time, but remember there was an old gutted black and white television that stood in the corner of one of the upstairs bedrooms, and what fun the family had with it.

The teen daughters would get in behind the empty cavity of the television playing Walter Chronkite and other news anchors, but the crowning glory was when they'd light a cigarette and blow the smoke out the front of the television and through the channel select knobs! I remember us roaring with laughter!
 
Forget fancy-schmancy battery operated and high-tech gizmos, we kids played the old-fashioned way and used our hands and our minds to make things, and we spent untold hours doing it, never getting bored.

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Many of the images posted reflect images that separate us true honest-to-goodness Baby Boomers, from those who just think they're Baby Boomers.
 
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While I'm certain there are homeowners today that still have a laundry chute in their home, or homeowners that designed a laundry chute into their home, when I was growing up laundry chutes were in vogue.
In many places they are totally banned; they’re a fast route for a fire to spread. If the fire code even permits them, there‘re really stringent with how they’re built.
 
Child leashes were in when my baby siblings were little.

My mom used one on my baby brother, because he was an absolute terror while out.

I can only imagine the uproar that would erupt today upon using such a safety apparatus as this. How today's namby-pamby generation would cry.

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In many places they are totally banned; they’re a fast route for a fire to spread. If the fire code even permits them, there‘re really stringent with how they’re built.
I wasn't aware they are banned now in places.
 
Rolling ones own cigarettes and men smoking pipes was big when I was growing up.

Still love the scent of a quality pipe tobacco to this day.
 
Laundry chutes.

While I'm certain there are homeowners today that still have a laundry chute in their home, or homeowners that designed a laundry chute into their home, when I was growing up laundry chutes were in vogue.

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Flash back. We had one of those in our main bathroom when I was growing up.
It didn't go anywhere, just served as a hamper for us kids. I'd forgotten all about that, till this picture
Our bathroom was pink w/pink tile and black tile accents.
 
Flash back. We had one of those in our main bathroom when I was growing up.
It didn't go anywhere, just served as a hamper for us kids. I'd forgotten all about that, till this picture
Our bathroom was pink w/pink tile and black tile accents.
Well, story to share with you, Dob.

Second oldest son made it half-way down inside our old laundry chute when I heard his crying and screams from the kitchen.

His bulky padded little bottom saved him from going down the entire way and ending up on the concrete basement floor below.
 
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Do you know Diva, I have never seen one of those sort of washing machines, except perhaps in movies. At least you had a machine, my lot was to take the washing to the launderette where there was rows of washing machines.
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Goodness, I remember my mom and I visiting the laundromat often, that was until she got her first washing machine, an old-fashioned wringer washing machine.

We never had an electric dryer in our house until the late 60's/early 70's, and it wasn't until around 1973 (ish) that mom got her very first electric automatic washing machine.
 
Well, story to share with you, Dob.

My second oldest was half-way down inside our old laundry chute when I heard his crying and screams from the kitchen.

His bulky padded little bottom saved him from going down the entire way and ending up on the concrete basement floor below.
Aww poor guy, thank goodness for padded baby bottoms.
 

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