Nah, they treated those kind of afflictions with leaches back then.are you sure yours wasn't a penicillin shot?
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Nah, they treated those kind of afflictions with leaches back then.are you sure yours wasn't a penicillin shot?
Be kind rewindWe had the VHS tapes and we actually had to rewind them before they returned to the store.
....or leeches.....Nah, they treated those kind of afflictions with leaches back then.
The only day of the week we were allowed to eat cold cereal in front of the TVI used to get up in the morning and eat Quisp cereal and watch cartoons. Looney Tunes and the Road Runner/Foghorn Leghorn the list goes on and on.
Those too.....or leeches.....
I am not old but Vintage
You had to physically get up to change channels, volume. And when the dial fell off, one used a pliers to change stations. Cartoons were for Saturday morning only.
During a week in the 1960’s I remember everyone had to go and get a polio vaccine (I believe that’s what is was for) given in the form of a sugar cube. It was a mass social event... the 'Candy Polio Vaccine.' Everyone in town had to go to the middle school to receive it. It was a real hoot for all the kids... we ran rampant.
Weekday mornings were Mr. DressUp, Friendly Giant, And Chez Helene
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And I remember when 911 was created. Prior to that, whenever I was babysitting every house had a pad by the telephone with a list of numbers which included police and fire.
I think every kid scratched off that scab... I know I did it. My parents didn't think too much of it... They still had two other kids as backup.Weekday mornings were Mr. DressUp, Friendly Giant, And Chez Helene
I remember the smallpox vaccine, the one that left a scar.
I must have gotten it late November or early December. My sister and her boyfriend took me to a place called Santa’s Village. I remember a giant rocking chair (think EdithAnn). And I got paper dolls. When we got home I was sitting on the floor playing with the paper dolls and without thinking, scratched the scab off my arm.
It had been drilled into me....don’t touch it...don’t scratch it. I immediately went and showed my mom. She phoned someone...hospital maybe? No telehealth back then. She was on the phone a long time. And the look on her face...she was terrified. Absolutely terrified. Having lost friends to diseases we now have vaccines to prevent, she was probably picturing those DO NOT ENTER signs. I don’t know if it was a live virus shot or not, I’m guessing yes.
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And I remember when 911 was created. Prior to that, whenever I was babysitting every house had a pad by the telephone with a list of numbers which included police and fire.
I would sit on the washing machine. It was in the corner by the kitchen sink, and was as far as the telephone cord would reach. If I wanted to stretch out, the dryer was close on the opposite wall, and I would get a pillow from the couch, and recline there for hours, chatting away.I used to stretch ours into the nearby bathroom. So many hours laying on the floor in that bathroom, feet up on the wall, the phone cord under the door and the door shut, talking and laughing on the phone.
Good times.
My uncle had a portable black and white TV in his bedroom when he was a teenager. I loved spending the weekend at Grandma's house because it meant that he and my aunt that was still living at home would let me stay up and watch Saturday Night Live on that little TV....you even had to hit it with a shoe to get it to turn on. I thought I was the coolest kid in the world back then.When I was a little kid, we had a black & white TV. I could never understand when the open titles of a show said the show was "in living color" why I couldn't see it in color. Mom would say because we have a black and white TV and I would argue, "but it says in living color." I would not accept mom's answer.