Who remembers these things back in the day ?...come and add your own memories..

hollydolly said:
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Yes, I do remember when my parents used to get together with neighbors every Saturday night to play cards. Below is a picture of my parents at the card table posing for a picture with me and my sister sitting on our parent's laps. Surprisingly, this is probably the farthest back that I have a memory of. I remember the other couple's teenage daughter taking this picture. You might also note that both my sister and me are wearing Davy Crockett type coonskin caps. This must have been about 1955 so I was probably about 2 years old at the time.
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Tom52 said:
Yes, I do remember when my parents used to get together with neighbors every Saturday night to play cards. Below is a picture of my parents at the card table posing for a picture with me and my sister sitting on our parent's laps. Surprisingly, this is probably the farthest back that I have a memory of. I remember the other couple's teenage daughter taking this picture. You might also note that both my sister and me are wearing Davy Crockett type coonskin caps. This must have been about 1955 so I was probably about 2 years old at the time.
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Tom fab photo, thanks for posting it..... Your parents were real lookers, your mum was beautiful... and you 2 kids sooo cute...
 
I remember my grandparent's coal furnace. The coal truck would pull up and put a chute into a basement window that opened into the coal bin. What a racket that was going down and it produced coal dust.

Grandpa would fill buckets with coal to stoke the furnace.

There was only heat on the first floor. Ceiling grates would allow the heat to somewhat rise to the bedrooms upstairs.

There was an extremely scary and dangerous heater for the upstairs bathroom
 
jujube said:
I remember my grandparent's coal furnace. The coal truck would pull up and put a chute into a basement window that opened into the coal bin. What a racket that was going down and it produced coal dust.

Grandpa would fill buckets with coal to stoke the furnace.

There was only heat on the first floor. Ceiling grates would allow the heat to somewhat rise to the bedrooms upstairs.

There was an extremely scary and dangerous heater for the upstairs bathroom
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yep many people had their coal delivered like that... and many had coal bunkers in their gardens like this...

the sack of coal was tipped in the top.. and the folks shovelled their coal out of the bottom...

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Yep, Holly, I sure remember doctors making house calls.

I have a clear memory of the doctor coming to the house when I had strep throat. After examining my throat, he proceeded to prepare a syringe of antibiotic. One sight of that syringe and I crawled under the bed, with just my feet sticking out.

Mom grabbed one foot and the doctor grabbed the other and pulled me part of the way out. Mom flipped up my gown and pulled my underpants far enough down for the doctor to stab me in the buttski. Then, I crawled back under the bed and refused to come out. The "damage" had been done, though.

Another visitor to the house was the Public Health Worker who was sent out whenever there was something highly contagious (like scarlet fever or German measles) to determine if a "quarantine" was needed. Remember the old skipping song: "Here comes the doctor, here comes the nurse. Here comes the lady with the alligator purse."? That was the Public Health Worker. She was probably a nurse, but she wasn't ever in a uniform and always carried a very.important.purse or briefcase so you KNEW you had to listen to her. She'd put a big red QUARANTINE sign on your door and everyone would stay away.

I caught every communicable childhood disease imaginable. At least once. My body was a walking invitation to germs to come in, get acquainted and stay a while.
 
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