tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8228695683081125162.post21800128084497311..comments2024-01-09T14:23:26.869-06:00Comments on My Aimless Infatuation: Things You Just Don't Hear AnymoreMy Aimless Infatuationhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07247232637557244904noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8228695683081125162.post-20914227733993810572010-06-17T21:03:42.454-05:002010-06-17T21:03:42.454-05:00hi , im enjoying reading your blog , nice to know ...hi , im enjoying reading your blog , nice to know lots of other people remember the old days fondly too. i remember sitting on the floor and "looking " at the radio lol<br />love it <br />keep you your interesting posts . have a good day :Opattycakeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07833070450020372743noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8228695683081125162.post-18043998481159102962010-04-17T20:47:02.173-05:002010-04-17T20:47:02.173-05:00Oh, my, for a few minutes there, I thought I'd...Oh, my, for a few minutes there, I thought I'd flown straight back to my childhood!<br /><br />We had a Raleigh Man (a few years before the Fuller Brush Man) come to our house...it was funny, because he would always knock on the door and say to my mother: "Won't you come peek in my car?"<br /><br />And on Saturday nights, we used to curl up around the old Atwater Kent radio and listen to the Lone Ranger.<br /><br />Love your pictures of "olden times." I have a few of those Coca Cola things around my house.Laurel-Rain Snowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00101090217639410913noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8228695683081125162.post-62279083015152849092010-04-17T06:03:57.370-05:002010-04-17T06:03:57.370-05:00I always say to mine ..I'm gonna wash your mou...I always say to mine ..I'm gonna wash your mouth out with soap...and my oldest and middle know it to be true...:) and just the other night my youngest was crossing his eyes and I said they will get stuck like that at your age..you cant do that until you become an adult...~!Thanks for the memories.....<br /><br />Blessing's<br />AnnAnn's Pagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02763137292509574670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8228695683081125162.post-83939524996298718022010-04-17T01:32:22.925-05:002010-04-17T01:32:22.925-05:00The kids today wouldn't know what you were tal...The kids today wouldn't know what you were talking about. Gosh I remember the men in the neighborhood spreading oil on the gravel road too. Mom used to hate all that dust whenever a car would go by....maybe 10 a day. Ever wonder what all kids of today will be remembering in their senior years. Computer viruses and snow on the satelite dish maybe.Golden To Silver Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04585559845728927540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8228695683081125162.post-38443852171189717422010-04-16T21:20:40.582-05:002010-04-16T21:20:40.582-05:00Oh yes they do bring back memories, especially don...Oh yes they do bring back memories, especially don't slam the door, or pull the windows down, and always money don't grow on trees. I really enjoyed reading these, thanks for sharing...HugsBerniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03024565921761129108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8228695683081125162.post-20011690248274680942010-04-16T20:43:57.948-05:002010-04-16T20:43:57.948-05:00We used to put our empty milk bottles in the milk ...We used to put our empty milk bottles in the milk box before the milk man came. <br /><br />The Charles Chip man would come by and deliver cookies and chips.<br /><br />We would take 55 gal drums of used motor oil and spread it on the dirt road to keep the dust down. You'd be put under the jail for that today.<br /><br />Thanks for the memoriesSimply Suthernhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13057516546779066925noreply@blogger.com