I'm So Old That I Remember...

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I remember Sunday newspapers. My first job was delivering them, and they were heavy! A couple pounds each; delivering a couple dozen papers was a large load for a small young man.

And inside those Sunday papers, aside from all the ads and coupons (which my mother perused religiously) and comics section, there was a little booklet containing all the TV listings for the week. "TV Week" or "TV Prevue" it was called, because "TV Guide" was taken, and at the back of that booklet was a listing of all the movies playing that week in alphabetical order. A short synopsis of that movie followed the name, and one or two of the stars, and a rating ended it off with the best movies having four stars and the worst having Zero. There was always a ridiculously easy crossword puzzle in there, too.

After all, there were only a handful of channels.
 
Remember what the heaviest paper of the year was? The Wednesday before Thanksgiving! At least around here they were, with ads and coupons for all those stores around! The Sunday after was always sort of small, as a result, but we still had to buy one, to get the TV guide. Unless, of course, you got delivery.
 
Most folks around where I grew up got their Sunday papers delivered, because for roughly four months a year, the weather can be pretty unpleasant (Chicago area), if not ridiculously cold. Who wants to go out when they don't have to?
 
When I was a kid, we picked up our Sunday paper. We lived in SoCal, so weather wasn't often an issue. It came out on Saturdays. We didn't bother with a subscription for delivery for weekday newspapers. There was a local, daily freebee that was adequate that got delivered whether we wanted it or not.
 
My MIL still insists on having the newspaper delivered. They've cut it back to just a few days a week. And, boy, oh, boy...want to get her po'ed? If her paper isn't delivered, she's on the phone, toot-sweet!
 
We had milk delivered in glass bottles too. There was a form to fill in if you wanted other stuff than your usual delivery. I remember my mum skimming the cream off the top of the milk in those bottles. What I don't remember is the bottles freezing open. I grew up in SoCal and it just never got cold enough for the milk to freeze.
I remember always getting it delivered, we started getting it again recently found a company that does local milk delivery and it feels so nostalgic! but yeah something about glass bottles makes it so much better :)
 
I'm amazed that an east coast company in USA delivers to London!
Their horses had long legs, covered a lot of miles. And they had sails between their ears to cross the Great Lakes.
I was a senior in high school when I had my first flight. It was really exciting and was booked through the school. We all dressed nicely and were on our best behavior. Yes, ma'am. No, ma'am. Please and thank you. The co-pilot made a lot of trips into the cabin to be friendly. We were very flattered until he asked where we would be staying. 🤣 Our chaperones were not amused.
1956 or '57, Flying in the Company Plane with about 6 or 8 executives. I was about 12, I was the only girl on board and they let me carry their drinks to their seats for them. We hit an air pocket and the bottom dropped out from under me. I never spilt a drop but I think the shocked look on my face had them all rushing to re-assure me about what it was. So I just finished serving then all their drinks. I felt like Vicki Barr, Flight Stewardess!
 
I remember those, not so long ago days, when Girl Scouts and other groups were able to go door to door for fundraisers, paperboys delivering papers morning and night, etc…
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In some ways we are slipping backwards as a society and it makes me sad.
 
Not ours, but many of the houses had these little doors, near the back door. The milkman would set the milk (etc) inside that little door.
Two of our houses had those and grandma's did too! And the milk wagon was delivered by horse drawn carriage. He often had to warn me not to let the horse step on my feet. Although if the horse had, my mom would have been angry with me - and no sympathy - not angry with the milkman!
Yep, I remember when the Ed Sullivan show was 8:00 on a Sunday night, followed by Bonanza.
Yup, Ed Sullivan was always on Sunday night. But about 10 yrs later Bonanza was always on a Saturday night.
I remember when the front door was for strangers only. Friends all went to the backdoor.
True, very true!
 

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