by Nasoosie » Fri Jan 01, 2010 10:00 am
What great memories! The Amana Radar Range was SO special!
My father was a radio announcer and also worked in the new TV era, establishing new TV stations all over New England. I remember our first TV, and we were the only family on the block to have one! Its screen was about 3 inches in a huge case, as it was tube-run, I believe, and Daddy got a monster oil-filled magnifying glass that fit onto the case with a metal-into-a-sleeve device that you could focus by sliding the glass in and out. You could only view it from directly in front, due to that magnifying glass, which made the picture equivalent to probably about 12 to 15 inches. So we would sit as a family, with my brother in front, then me, then my mom, and then my father in the back---all in a line directly in front of the device! We kids watched Rex and Rinty, Hopalong Cassidy, and Walter Lantz cartoons on Saturday mornings before taking off to play outside all day. At night, parents watched the news, and then we were allowed to watch Ed Sullivan Show and whatever else used to be on at 8:00. We always had tons of friends over to watch TV, as it was such a treat!
My favorite shoes were white bucks with pink rubber soles, which you had to keep clean with chalk.
When I was in first grade, we had 'jobs' to do in the classroom, and my job was inkwell-filler! All the desks had inkwells into which sat the glass bottles for ink. I had to pour the ink from a huge container (seemed huge to me back then, anyway) into those little bottles. Our pens were wooden ones with ink-nibs stuck into them. Heaven help you if you were left-handed back then, as writing with that hand invariably rubbed over the fresh ink and made a horrible mess! I was left-handed for a short time, and, with the teacher's suggestion, I taught myself to write with my right hand. Any blots on the penmanship papers were reason to do the entire thing over again! ACK! Nowadays it doesn't much matter which hand you write with.
Great to remember all those old-timey things we did and lived, and survived just FINE! Glass milk bottles always got washed and reused---no dumping of much of anything back then, other than cans. Home canning allowed for reusing jars of fruit, veggies, meat, soups, and all that, too. Pressure cookers were used all fall to 'put up' the winter's supply of foodstuffs. Rubber gaskets were replaced each year on the bailer-type canning jars, so no covers to toss out, either.
I, too, learned to drive during the year we had the hard-top Ford convertible! What a treat that thing was! I wonder what our kids will remember with fondness when they get to be our age??
Life is about learning to dance in the rainHappy travels!