I'm so old that:

When I first became a state trooper, our vehicles had the large red bubble on top, but that only lasted a few years before we changed to the bar with the red, white and blue lights for awhile before changing to the low bar on top and on the inside of the windshield with the same colors, plus spot lights. We also had the old sirens that started low and went high and then back down and up again and so on. A few years later, we changed to electronic sirens that we could select different sounds.

I still remember the large red bubble on top of the vehicle being called bubblegum machines.
Yep. The trooper that stopped me had the bubblegum light. Speeding, $45 ticket. 1950s.
 

Then your Paternal Great Grandfather looked like Charles Darwin.

Fate is strange sometimes.
Both of my parents lost one parent at a young age. My mother lost her father at age 10, my father his father in his late teens.
lof course I didn't know that then.. but I suspect retrospectively it was the way most of the old men dressed back during the end of the 19th century and my great grandads' father..my great great grandfather would have been a similar age to Darwin..
 
Talking of police cars I remember them when they looked like this..

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then when they looked like this...

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..and this...

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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.
My car has a main/dipped beam foot switch. It has a choke, it also has hand operated wind down windows and a starting handle. There are no quarter light windows, there again there are no seat belts. There's no radio and the windscreen wipers, although electric, have to be started and stopped manually, and they only have one speed. The windscreen washers were an optional extra. So what does it have?

In a word? Charisma!

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My car has a main/dipped beam foot switch. It has a choke, it also has hand operated wind down windows and a starting handle. There are no quarter light windows, there again there are no seat belts. There's no radio and the windscreen wipers, although electric, have to be started and stopped manually, and they only have one speed. The windscreen washers were an optional extra. So what does it have?

In a word? Charisma!

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Stunning .
 
I liked the photos of the police cars.

Out of curiosity I went to my New Jersey USA county’s vehicle auction in 1979 and impulsively bid on a used unmarked police car.

Much to my surprise I was the high bidder ($350) for a black 1973 four door V8 Chevrolet Bel Air once used by detectives.

The back seat had no window crank or door opener handles inside.
 
My paternal grandfather was born i 1896 or 8....can't quite remember, and he lived until I was 18.. and he died on a thursday in September and the very next Thursday my mother who was born in '34 died, totally unexpectedly...so we lost our grandfather and our mother within 7 days :cry:

My Paternal Great Grandfather was born in 1872... I remember him well even tho' he was killed by being run over by a bus at age 94, when i was about 12... I have no photos but this is what he looked like.. he always wore a black suit with a waistcoat... and he had white hair and a big moustache


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He was a very well dressed, well kept man. He appears to have been well off, maybe.
 
I'm so old that I wear black dress shoes with white tube socks and plaid golf shorts when I go to Walmart , partially to embarrass my neighbor for being foolish enough to go with me these young people simply never learn .
 
I'm so old that I remember when:

Memory was something that you lost with age.
An Application was a form that you filled out for employment.
A programme was a television show, or a booklet available for patrons attending a live event such as theatre performance.

A cursor was someone who peppered their language with profanities.
A keyboard could be found on a piano or organ.
A web was a spider's home.

A virus was the flu.
A hard drive was a long trip home.
And a mouse pad was where a mouse lived.
 
Petticoat Lane is one of London's oldest street markets, situated on the border of the City and the East End of London. The market arrived here in the late eighteenth century when 'old clothes' traders, principally Jewish, moved eastwards from an earlier base at Houndsditch. What is now Middlesex Street was Hog Lane until the late sixteenth century, then Petticoat Lane (referring to prostitution not clothes-selling), until after 1800, but the market, which has long extended to and principally survives on Wentworth Street, is still known locally as Petticoat Lane or more often just as 'The Lane'.

The market stretched across the area, spreading into many side streets and small alleyways off Middlesex Street and Wentworth Street. From the 1840's onwards Petticoat Lane came to be celebrated as the Great Jewish Market and was held every Sunday. (Saturday being the Jewish Sabbath.)
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1950's Petticoat Lane.


Every year in August, the streets of Notting Hill in West London are transformed by the world’s second largest street carnival. This annual expression of identity began with the Windrush Generation, Caribbean people who, from 1948, came to help rebuild post-war Britain.

Those who settled in Notting Hill faced racism and violence. So activists fought back, organising events to unite people. At an outdoor festival in 1966, a steel band drew a crowd as they roamed through the streets. By the 1970's, Caribbean masquerade traditions provided the mesmerising costumes, while soca, calypso, dub and reggae gave carnival its thumping soundtrack.
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Notting Hill Carnival late 1960's.
 

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