Back in my day we had to...
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Use outhouses when traveling and or camping. They obviously still exist.. I mean there was no choice... No wait until the next stop. * one of those - glad that some things Do change. ** it is different everywhere - So I am only saying what I remember
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The_Fool:
Use outhouses when traveling and or camping. They obviously still exist.. I mean there was no choice... No wait until the next stop. * one of those - glad that some things Do change. ** it is different everywhere - So I am only saying what I remember
Outhouses Oh I used to camp a lot from the Brownie Scouts, Girl Scouts and Cadet Scouts and we would tell stories around the fire, about spiders and other ghosts and goulies that haunted those outhouses....Brrrrr didn't like them at all. There were some really strange outhouses that I can remember on my hikes in Colorado, California and Vermont. My favorite memory was someone took a real toilet and hiked it way way up the the mountain and stuck it over the outhouse hole in front of a beautiful field of Queen Anne's Lace. No walls, just a white throne in the middle of the wilderness...with a view. Very glad there are more toilets and showers for camping nowadays. Remember when there were no automatic opening doors? You had the big Push and Pull signs and you had to open and close all the doors yourself. If you were a lady, most times a gentleman would open the doors for you... Kinda miss those gentlemanly gestures... Back when women didn't have to work, and wore white gloves to tea. Loved my Mom's glove collection...oh and hats in church... Wish we wore hats like they do in England!! Kate always looks so polished, just like Will's mom Diana did.
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This sounds strange in today's world: When someone traveled - They would bring back requests for things like chocolates, Some foods, soda/pop and things that were known from the area. Not really souvenirs... Later it turned into Beer... Things not sold locally. It seemed unique - Now it is casual to find these items.
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The_Fool:
This sounds strange in today's world: When someone traveled - They would bring back requests for things like chocolates, Some foods, soda/pop and things that were known from the area. Not really souvenirs... Later it turned into Beer... Things not sold locally. It seemed unique - Now it is casual to find these items.
We used to bring home Coors beer that was only sold west of the Mississippi. Now it's available anywhere. I think it was better to "want or crave" a few items (not just the beer) rather than have anything you want at your fingertips.
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oobu24:
The_Fool:
This sounds strange in today's world: When someone traveled - They would bring back requests for things like chocolates, Some foods, soda/pop and things that were known from the area. Not really souvenirs... Later it turned into Beer... Things not sold locally. It seemed unique - Now it is casual to find these items.
We used to bring home Coors beer that was only sold west of the Mississippi. Now it's available anywhere. I think it was better to "want or crave" a few items (not just the beer) rather than have anything you want at your fingertips.
I still crave a good Bakewell Tart and Kopparberg mixed fruit Cider from England...wish they sold them here... Does anyone remember those fall out shelters people had in their back yard, with food and water...in case of attack. Gosh, I hope we never need them again! the way we keep antagonizing other countries...yikes! Duck and Cover all y'all
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Way back........ In school we had "fire drills" "Tornado drills" And some "bomb drill" For that you got under your desk Ducked down and put your hands on your head... * like any of that would help.
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The_Fool:
This sounds strange in today's world: When someone traveled - They would bring back requests for things like chocolates, Some foods, soda/pop and things that were known from the area. Not really souvenirs... Later it turned into Beer... Things not sold locally. It seemed unique - Now it is casual to find these items.
I always bring back familiar food when I travel - if I can find it. Most of the "western" food around here is British. That's not what I grew up with. I'd kill for a real pumpkin pie on Thanksgiving.
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HaileyMcComet:
The_Fool:
This sounds strange in today's world: When someone traveled - They would bring back requests for things like chocolates, Some foods, soda/pop and things that were known from the area. Not really souvenirs... Later it turned into Beer... Things not sold locally. It seemed unique - Now it is casual to find these items.
I always bring back familiar food when I travel - if I can find it. Most of the "western" food around here is British. That's not what I grew up with. I'd kill for a real pumpkin pie on Thanksgiving.
You need a couple of cans of Libby's solid pack Pumpkin and a couple of boxes dry Jiffy Pie Crust Mix...just add shortening/butter. Get some heavy cream and vanilla...wahlaa
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Back in my day, we used real pumpkins in our pumpkin pie. My grandmother would rap a spoon across your knuckles if you even suggested making the crust from a mix. Flour, butter, shortening, sugar and a pinch of salt. That's a pie crust.
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HaileyMcComet:
Back in my day, we used real pumpkins in our pumpkin pie. My grandmother would rap a spoon across your knuckles if you even suggested making the crust from a mix. Flour, butter, shortening, sugar and a pinch of salt. That's a pie crust.
Well of course, pie crusts are the easiest thing to make and real Pumpkins are the best to use, however, since you obviously enjoy baking and not sure what you can get over there, (can you get flour and butter? My girlfriend in Guam could not get butter) have just made a suggestion as to what works well, without the fresh ingredients needed. In a pinch, Marie Callendar makes great frozen crusts for the working girl... Two knives flour salt and some Crisco and you have my Mom's crust... I also have to use margarine to get the same taste in her recipes...not as heathy, but going for taste. I don't have pumpkins readily available and find that the Libby's Solid Pack or just got a can...it's called Libby's 100% Pure Pumpkin now. Ingredient: Pumpkin...that's it. Don't know if you have nutmeg, cloves, ginger, cinnamon and evaporated milk there either? Perhaps you can grow a pumpkin next to your mint? Did you have a balcony? You could use a self watering planter...pumpkins are like weeds...My neighbor wound up with pumpkins in her garden, from the squirrels eating her Halloween pumpkin, or eating her garbage after she carved it, something to that effect.
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oobu24:
The_Fool:
This sounds strange in today's world: When someone traveled - They would bring back requests for things like chocolates, Some foods, soda/pop and things that were known from the area. Not really souvenirs... Later it turned into Beer... Things not sold locally. It seemed unique - Now it is casual to find these items.
We used to bring home Coors beer that was only sold west of the Mississippi. Now it's available anywhere. I think it was better to "want or crave" a few items (not just the beer) rather than have anything you want at your fingertips.
My Wisconsin relatives used to load up on margarine ("oleo") when they visited us in Illinois since it was illegal to sell in the dairy state. Of course, we now know that butter is far more healthful.
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veggieburgher:
oobu24:
The_Fool:
This sounds strange in today's world: When someone traveled - They would bring back requests for things like chocolates, Some foods, soda/pop and things that were known from the area. Not really souvenirs... Later it turned into Beer... Things not sold locally. It seemed unique - Now it is casual to find these items.
We used to bring home Coors beer that was only sold west of the Mississippi. Now it's available anywhere. I think it was better to "want or crave" a few items (not just the beer) rather than have anything you want at your fingertips.
My Wisconsin relatives used to load up on margarine ("oleo") when they visited us in Illinois since it was illegal to sell in the dairy state. Of course, we now know that butter is far more healthful.
Back in those days, margarine was considered more "healthful" ... Butter was considered "fat" and not so good for you.
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love2travel:
oobu24:
The_Fool:
This sounds strange in today's world: When someone traveled - They would bring back requests for things like chocolates, Some foods, soda/pop and things that were known from the area. Not really souvenirs... Later it turned into Beer... Things not sold locally. It seemed unique - Now it is casual to find these items.
We used to bring home Coors beer that was only sold west of the Mississippi. Now it's available anywhere. I think it was better to "want or crave" a few items (not just the beer) rather than have anything you want at your fingertips.
I still crave a good Bakewell Tart and Kopparberg mixed fruit Cider from England...wish they sold them here... Does anyone remember those fall out shelters people had in their back yard, with food and water...in case of attack. Gosh, I hope we never need them again! the way we keep antagonizing other countries...yikes! Duck and Cover all y'all
YIKES is right! Trump and whathizname in N. Korea . Boyz: go to your rooms! :
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We always brought cake, pie, wine or something when invited to someone's home for dinner. We never asked: "What should I bring?" It was just given that one brought something.
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We had to listen to incredibly beautiful music like this... Only You ~ The Platters I dedicate this to all our friends here, there and everywhere
3,473,308 views 3,496,268...average 4,000 a day PS...And we had no problem at all listening to music like this!!! -
* let me say that I understand why some of these are in play. We didn't have overkill of safety things: I got a new BBQ (grill) - someone Moving - it was new and they didn't Want to take it... It has so many safety features that For a BBQ grill - I cannot even see A flame for cooking- Sometimes it seems more dangerous Because a person wants to crank it up or Try to see in between the cracks to see A flame - I don't even know if the whole burner Is going or just a partial. On my older one I could tell if some Of the gas jets were clogged and I could Do a quick clean. Usually very easy - A small piece of something- Now it just has to be the way it is.
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veggieburgher:
oobu24:
The_Fool:
This sounds strange in today's world: When someone traveled - They would bring back requests for things like chocolates, Some foods, soda/pop and things that were known from the area. Not really souvenirs... Later it turned into Beer... Things not sold locally. It seemed unique - Now it is casual to find these items.
We used to bring home Coors beer that was only sold west of the Mississippi. Now it's available anywhere. I think it was better to "want or crave" a few items (not just the beer) rather than have anything you want at your fingertips.
My Wisconsin relatives used to load up on margarine ("oleo") when they visited us in Illinois since it was illegal to sell in the dairy state. Of course, we now know that butter is far more healthful.
I remember those days. If someone went to the beach, they always brought us saltwater taffey back and other things. Once my aunt went to Rome. I asked her to bring a rock back from the coliseum. She did. It probably wasn't really part of the ruins, but she said she picked it up on the ground. Those were sweet times.
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Probably for the best ..... that they didn't have youtube type of sites ... and plain and simply the internet the way it is now .... I would have been lost in song after song ... or information that leads to more ... I may not have "Played" outside - got bored, lost, and then explored ... got creative and wrote songs, stories. and scribbled cartoons I might have been a hermit watching and watching these videos .... I am finding some of these videos that look like they were just released - all cleaned up ..... even when I was a fan who thought he had seen and read everything possible - they are new to me now
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We spent a lot more time back in the day...our Moms and Dad's would say "go outside and play". We would learn all sorts of things about nature, scrambling through the forest on a hot day...because it was cooler. Discovering mushrooms and moss and lichen and different types of rock and soil...rotted trees, clay, shale, granite, conglomerates...ants and praying mantises, cicadas. The birds loved to settle high in the trees at dusk. They would fly in beautiful mermerations...soaring and swooping against the setting sun. There were so many birds, in those trees, it was so magical how they would all fit into one tree as they settled in for the night...they would twitter back and forth to their birdy friends, about the sights they saw from high up in the sky, that day. Gradually, they would settle in for the night...I could just imagine their little birdy yawns as the fell asleep against the noise of the frogs in the pond, and the circadas in their wave like songs...eventually the crickets would start to chime in...too, looking for food or a quick date for the night. Our Dad would help us guess the sounds of the animals we heard, he loved to show us different leaves and seeds...we learned what trees they belonged too and what kind of bark each tree had. Some days we put out bird seed and then we would hide, we had to keep really still, as not to scare the birds away. There were so many different colored birds and so many sizes. We found out that the male birds were much brighter than the female birds. That was different than humans...those female birds were looking for the prettiest and most colorful male birds with the best dance moves. They would dance and bob their heads, strut their stuff...just hoping one of those female birds would try to catch their eye. The next thing you knew, they started looking for small twigs and you could leave out threads for them to use in their nest building. Before you knew it, there would be some eggs in those nests. The robins seemed to have lower nests in the bushes. You could be real quiet, and sneak up to take a look at the prettiest blue eggs. You had to be careful, not to touch them, or the robins would be able to smell your scent and then they wouldn't sit on the eggs. We were always very careful not to touch them. Every once in a while you got really lucky, and you would find a teeny tiny humming bird nest, with the most teeny tiny eggs in them. You could hardly believe it... Next thing you knew, there would be nests full of baby birds....cheep cheep cheep, they were always hungry... You could watch the Mom and the Dad birds taking turns...looking for food. They used to chew it up first and spit it into the baby birds mouths....ewwww gross!! I bet the kids of today don't do this as much anymore. It was so much fun, you couldn't wait till the next weekend because your dad would let you crawl under the car with him and show you all the parts...and what they did to help the car run. We had to change our own oil and do our own tune up! I was lucky my dad thought little girls could learn that stuff!!! That was unusual back then.
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Whenever I tell people I'm from Minnesota, they always think it's an arctic wasteland. But I spent at least half of my childhood outdoors. There's no point in living in Minnesota if you don't like to be outdoors. We had water in every direction. Summers were spent in the lakes, winters were on the lakes - from Minnetonka to Kabekona and lakes of every size from duck pond to Superior. We also had a few rivers named after states, colors, trees and a king of France. I grew up next to Minnehaha Falls, and we had state parks all over the place - some with their own rushing waterfalls. Plus, St Anthony Falls on the Mississippi, but that's more urban than woodland. On the weekends, we could go to national forests, state forests or Voyageurs National Park, which is a paradise for water lovers. If you like birds, the wildlife refuges are home to the largest population of bald eagles outside of Alaska and the largest number of owls anywhere in the United States. Not to mention a million other birds I'd never be able to identify. Sometimes we had owls outside our house doing their rooster crow. I can't imagine we would have had nearly enough time to explore the nature all around us if we were glued to Facebook all day.