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Related: Culture Forums, Support ForumsWhat story reminds you of how simple life used to be way back. My dad used to take the street
car to University in Ottawa. Who would get on the street car sometimes and sit beside my dad and talk? The prime minister, Louis St. Laurent. That was back in the early 1950s.
applegrove
(118,659 posts)bridge and through the lobby of the National Defence building. That would be like hoardes of highschool students walking through the Pentagon. Only on rare occasions we would be barred from the building for security reasons. This was in the 1980s. No way that would happen today.
mysuzuki2
(3,521 posts)he would often start his day by riding his horse down to the Potomoc river and get his dailly exercise by skinny dipping. Did I mention he did all this completely alone? Can you imagine anything even remotly like this today?
pipi_k
(21,020 posts)My dad's grandfather worked on the streetcar and would sometimes take him along... He would help his grandfather switch the seats around for when the streetcar made the return trip.
Oh, and my great grandfather, according to what my dad told me, knew how to crochet, and made an American flag.
My father was born in 1925 so this must have been mid 1930s or so.
Second story...the family lived in upstate New York after coming to the US mid 1800s. They were farmers. They made a lot of stuff themselves. So my great aunt had a crock of mincemeat ingredients mellowing in the farmhouse kitchen. My great uncle was quite the drinker and came home with a good snoot-full one evening.
Next morning my great aunt goes to stir up the mincemeat and discovers that someone has taken a massive shit in it.
Yeah. Uncle Ralph....
snappyturtle
(14,656 posts)that a lot simpler. A time of letters (real ones) and face to face
conversations...not convos. not tweets, no FB, no IM, no Skype...
you got the idea. And to think this isn't "way back" when.