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		<description><![CDATA[Someone sent this to me today in an email. Considering the topic of my blog I thought I&#8217;d include it here as part of a post for those old enough to remember: &#8220;Someone asked the other day, &#8216;What was your favorite &#8216;fast food&#8217; when you were growing up?&#8217; &#8216;We didn&#8217;t have fast food when I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Someone sent this to me today in an email.</p>
<p>Considering the topic of my blog I thought I&#8217;d include it here as part of a post for those old enough to remember:</p>
<p><strong> &#8220;Someone asked the other day, &#8216;What was your favorite &#8216;fast food&#8217; when you        were growing up?&#8217;</strong><br />
&#8216;We didn&#8217;t have        fast food when I was growing up,&#8217; I informed him.<br />
&#8216;All the food        was slow.&#8217;</p>
<p><strong>&#8216;C&#8217;mon,        seriously. Where did you eat?&#8217;<br />
&#8216;It        was a place called &#8216;home,&#8221; I explained !</strong></p>
<p>&#8216;Mum        cooked every day and when Dad got home from work, we sat down together at        the dining room table, and if I didn&#8217;t like what she put on my plate, I        was allowed to sit there until I did like it.&#8217;<span id="more-190"></span></p>
<p><strong>By        this time, the kid was laughing so hard I was afraid he was going to        suffer serious internal damage, so I didn&#8217;t tell him the part about how I        had to have permission to leave the table.</strong></p>
<p>But        here are some other things I would have told him about my childhood if I&#8217;d        figured his system could have handled it:</p>
<p><strong>Some        parents NEVER owned their own house, wore Levis, set foot on a golf        course, traveled out of the country or had a credit        card.</strong></p>
<p>My        parents never drove me to school. I had a bicycle that weighed        probably 50 pounds, and only had one speed,        (slow).</p>
<p><strong>We        didn&#8217;t have a television in our house until I was 10.<br />
It        was, of course, black and white, and the station went off the air at 10        pm, after playing the national anthem and epilogue; it came back on the        air at about 6 p.m. and there was usually a locally produced news and farm        show on, featuring local people&#8230;</strong></p>
<p>I        never had a telephone in my room. The only phone was on a party line.        Before you could dial, you had to listen and make sure some people you        didn&#8217;t know weren&#8217;t already using the line.</p>
<p><strong>Pizzas        were not delivered to our home&#8230; But milk was.</strong></p>
<p>All newspapers        were delivered by boys and all boys delivered newspapers &#8211;My brother        delivered a newspaper, seven days a week.  He had to get up        at        6AM        every morning.</p>
<p><strong>Movie        stars kissed with their mouths shut. At least, they did in the movies.        There were no movie ratings because all movies were responsibly produced        for everyone to enjoy viewing, without profanity or violence or most        anything offensive.</strong></p>
<p><em>If        you grew up in a generation before there was fast food, you may want to        share some of these memories with your children or grandchildren. Just        don&#8217;t blame me if they bust a gut laughing. </em><br />
Growing        up isn&#8217;t what it used to be, is it?</p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>MEMORIES        from a friend:</strong></span><br />
<strong>My        Dad is cleaning out my grandmother&#8217;s house (she died in December) and        he<span style="text-decoration: underline;"> </span>brought me an old Royal Crown Cola bottle. In the bottle top was        a stopper with a bunch of holes in it&#8230; I knew immediately what it was,        but my daughter had no idea. She thought they had tried to make it a salt        shaker or something. I knew it as the bottle that sat on the end of the        ironing board to &#8216;sprinkle&#8217; clothes with because we didn&#8217;t have steam        irons. Man, I am old.</strong></p>
<p><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>How        many do you remember?</strong><strong> </strong></span><br />
<strong>Head        lights dimmer switches on the floor of the car.</strong><strong><br />
</strong>Ignition        switches on the dashboard.<br />
Trouser leg        clips for bicycles without chain guards.<br />
Soldering irons you heated on a gas        burner.<br />
Using        hand signals for cars without turn indicators.</p>
<p><strong>Older Than        Dirt Quiz:</strong><br />
<strong>Count        all the ones that you remember, not the ones you were told        about.</strong><br />
<strong>Ratings        at the bottom.</strong><br />
<strong><br />
</strong><strong>1.        Sweet cigarettes</strong><strong><br />
</strong><strong>2. Coffee shops        with juke boxes </strong><br />
<strong>3.</strong><strong> </strong><strong>Home        milk delivery in glass bottles </strong><br />
<strong>4. Party        lines</strong><strong> on the telephone<br />
5. Newsreels before the        movie</strong><strong> </strong><br />
<strong>6. TV        test patterns that came on at night after the last show and were there        until TV </strong><strong> </strong><strong>shows        started again in the morning. (There were only 2        channels</strong><strong> [if you were   fortunate])<br />
</strong><strong>7. Peashooters</strong><strong> </strong><strong><br />
</strong><strong>8. 33 rpm        records</strong><br />
<strong>9.        45 RPM records</strong><strong><br />
</strong><strong>10. Hi-fi&#8217;s<br />
11. Metal ice trays with lever<br />
12. Blue flashbulb</strong><strong><br />
</strong><strong>13.        Cork popguns</strong><strong> </strong><br />
<strong>14. </strong><strong>Wash        tub wringers</strong><strong> </strong><strong><br />
</strong><strong><br />
</strong><strong>If you remembered 0-3 = You’re        still young<br />
If you remembered 3-6 = You are getting older<br />
If you        remembered 7-10 = Don&#8217;t tell your age,<br />
If you remembered 11-14        =You&#8217;re older than dirt!</strong><strong> </strong></p>
<p>I        must be &#8216;older than dirt&#8217; but those memories are some of the best parts of        my life.</p>
<p>Don&#8217;t forget to pass this along!!<br />
Especially to all        your really OLD        friends&#8230;.I just did!!!!!!!!!</p>
<p>(I        used a large type face so you could read it        easily)&#8221;</p>
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