I'm so old that:

MountainRa said:
Do you remember when the dimmer switch for a car’s headlights was in the floor near the brake pedal? You had to step on it every time to change the low and high beams.
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My mother had a 1958 Lincoln Premier (really ugly). It had two of those switches on the floor: One for the dimmer and the other to change the radio statio.
 

I'm so old that I clearly remember the chant, "Rags and iron!" The man with a horse and wagon who cloppity-clop went up and down the alley-ways collecting old pots and pans and any old throw-away clothes you had. As a child, W.C. Fields used to accompany his father who did the same thing selling fruit and vegetables and it's been said that his way of speaking came from those days with his father calling out in that tone of voice. That, of course, was before my time but "rags and iron" I remember well.
 
My dad was born on the 4th of July 1901. We always celebrated with fireworks until we got into WW2.
Our phone didn't have a dial. You picked it up and told the operator what number you wanted.
FDR was president and Truman was his understudy.
My father bought a brand new Chevy in 1937. It had a heater, no radio , one tail light and the side mirror was an accessory. Directional signals had not been invented yet.
 
Inept said:
I'm so old that I clearly remember the chant, "Rags and iron!" The man with a horse and wagon who cloppity-clop went up and down the alley-ways collecting old pots and pans and any old throw-away clothes you had. As a child, W.C. Fields used to accompany his father who did the same thing selling fruit and vegetables and it's been said that his way of speaking came from those days with his father calling out in that tone of voice. That, of course, was before my time but "rags and iron" I remember well.
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We occasionally had a guy pulling a cart through the suburban streets perhaps selling pots & pans, but his big attraction was knife sharpening. Many women of the houses would rush out to get their knives properly sharpened. He used to yell something to announce he was making the rounds, but I can't recall what it was.
 
Inept said:
I'm so old that I clearly remember the chant, "Rags and iron!" The man with a horse and wagon who cloppity-clop went up and down the alley-ways collecting old pots and pans and any old throw-away clothes you had. As a child, W.C. Fields used to accompany his father who did the same thing selling fruit and vegetables and it's been said that his way of speaking came from those days with his father calling out in that tone of voice. That, of course, was before my time but "rags and iron" I remember well.
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ChiroDoc said:
We occasionally had a guy pulling a cart through the suburban streets perhaps selling pots & pans, but his big attraction was knife sharpening. Many women of the houses would rush out to get their knives properly sharpened. He used to yell something to announce he was making the rounds, but I can't recall what it was.
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Oh yeah! I remember now the guy who would sharpen knives! Me too, I don't recall what he shouted. Did he ring a bell maybe?
 
I remember back in the early 50's the ice man would come around and deliver blocks of ice for our ice-chests. Pity help those that were too slow to put it in their chests because on hot summer days the ice would be melted before 9am. Also, the bread man would come around with his horse and cart and deliver bread, it was still warm from the bakery and smelt divine. He would whistle for the horse to stop and called Giddy-up to continue.
 
oscash said:
I remember back in the early 50's the ice man would come around and deliver blocks of ice for our ice-chests. Pity help those that were too slow to put it in their chests because on hot summer days the ice would be melted before 9am. Also, the bread man would come around with his horse and cart and deliver bread, it was still warm from the bakery and smelt divine. He would whistle for the horse to stop and called Giddy-up to continue.
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Wow! I don't remember the bread man but I very well remember the ice man and that little ice box we had.

 
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