Signs that you’re getting old

You drove a car that vapor locked
You used a rotary phone
You picked up bottles and returned them for cash
You were the TV remote
Your TV had rabbit ears
Your remember when TV stations would sign off
You know what Blue Law means
Your car had an 8 track player
You repaired your bike’s inner tube with a Camel patch kit
Your mom and grandmother thought Monkey’s Blood was a cure all
You have a vaccination scar on your left arm
You changed a tire using a bumper jack
You’ve replaced the Points on your car

As a child of the 60s and 70s, these are signs I’m getting old. What do you got?

I still don’t understand why they took brights off the floor board

<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Especially today...

I get up at 04:00 and am in bed at 20:30-21:00. On my days off.

13 for 13 here

You watched live TV.
You saw Elvis and the Beatles on the Ed Sullivan Show

All the above except I don't have a scar...at least not from that.

I did better on this test than the civics test. 100 vs 90.

There was no TV.

You remember your mom pumping and spraying bugs with one of these.



(She was hell on bugs. 'Loved her Lysol spray too. She lived to 96.)

I knew I was getting old the first time I hurt myself while sleeping.

Remember.

I made 100. Even got all the bonus points mentioned after the OP.

All of those and remember when we got our first window unit AC. It replaced an old water cooler. It was in the living room and us kids use to sleep on the floor on a thin mattress in the summer. Got my first scorpion sting there on that floor.

I remember all of that stuff. I remember when there was no TV or air conditioning. I remember using a slide rule at engineering school.

Still, I think my Grandmother saw more new things than I did. She rode in horse and buggy carriages, played cards on Mississippi River paddlewheelers, lived through two world wars, watched the moon landing on TV, and eventually rode in Jet planes.

My grandma used to tell the story of riding in a wagon from central Texas to Runnels county. She was a living history lesson just listening toher stories.

Pinball machines?

Lining up for the polio vaccine. They gave it to you in a laced sugar cube. Several of the kids I knew had polio as a child.

I remember using Swamp Coolers too.

You could fill a gallon gas can and get a Coke at the local gas station for $.25. But you had to drink it there, and leave the bottle.

Yep, down at the local doughnut shop and the U-Totem.

You could also get tubes to repair you TV at the U-Totem.

I have a barn I bet you still can find a bug in.

2 pieces of bazooka Joe bubble gum for a penny...

Without a mask even

I remember waking up early on Saturday so I could watch some cartoons

I score 100. I am going to be 55 soon, I am thinking some of y'all pre-date the OP list.
I'll add:
Pulling a coke bottle from a machine, some were vertical too.
Cigarette machines were a favorite when you wanted to be cool.
We had 2 channels to watch in Clyde. When you stood to turn channels you then had to turn the outer knob to tune it in, and move the rabbit ears (that had foil on them). The TV was 13". Dad got credit and we moved to 19" console, man we thought we were rich.

Same here. That was perfect.

Every one mentioned except my vaccine scar is on my right arm. Born a southpaw.

Remember when NFL was just on Sundays...then came ABC's Monday Hight Football. Loved the beginning of the show.

Bingo!

Or 1 after a haircut at the barber shop.

Old Pepsi metal 6 pack carton

Notice the old phone number prefix on this old yardstick

Old wooden yardstick from a Corpus Business.

The first year Daisy made plastic stock on the old BB guns...early 1960's.

When you hear the music you grew up with on the oldies radio station. Still sounds better than the trash they put out today by the way

I remembered I got my grandpa’s bug sprayer it has a wooden handle and the end cap is wooden. Looked it up and it is an ACME bug sprayer I wonder if the coyote used it before.

I inherited some old 45 and 78 rpm albums from the 40's, 50's and 60's from my parents..Hank Williams, Charlie Pride, Hank Snow, etc come to mind

Carried your Red Winston's in your rolled up T-shirt sleeve

Hung out a the liquor store until someone not a minor would buy you a pint of Volka or Old Crow

No double dating so the back seat was available

Parked on the back row at the drive in

Worked in the hay fields for a nickel a bale so you could go out that night

A quart of beer and a bag of tater chips was a good lunch

Got my draft notice and all the fun ended

Buying your own ammo as a kid. It made my Mother and I mad when they no longer would sell it to me and she had to go in the store to buy it for me.

In the 30's with the depression and the 40's during the war things were really bad. They had to cut back to fund the war or just did not have the money for quite a few years to buy new things. The repurposed and made things to get by from day to day...this is an old hog/cattle feeding trough that my grandfather made to feed animals from. I can remember him using it in the early 60's. I found it not to long ago in an old barn and brought it home with me.
He made the trough out of an old mesquite stump.

My parents old part of their home still had a fuse box that used these.

Buying M80’s and cherry bombs all year round for a quarter. That was a lot of money.

I hated those old screw in fuses.

+Eating ice cold watermelon sprinkled with salt in the backyard prior to turning off the porch light, laying on a blanket and marveling at the stars.
+Playing red rover-red-rover with the neighborhood kids.
+Playing hide-n-seek and hoping that you got to tag the pretty girls playing.
+Playing baseball in the backyard and breaking out the house windows. We had a great yard for baseball/football so all of the neighborhood kids would come over to play. Broke many a window but dad always took it in stride and just made us help clean up the mess so he could replace the glass.
+ Starting the BBQ grill with a cup of gas and hoping that you wouldn't loose your arm hairs and eyebrows in the process, weren't always successful.
+Riding bikes for miles and miles to go fishing at the sand pits while also picking up discarded pop bottles in the process to turn in for enough money to buy another bottle of pop.
+ Climbing on the roof of the local feed store to catch pidgins. Took them home and caged them until they were accustomed to the place and then let them loose. Had rollers and homers, had fun with both.

SpaceJunkie is right on it. I can also remember nickel pop machines. The only thing good about someone's prescription was a malted at the counter. Candy and especially chocolate cigarettes. Waxed harmonicas. Johnny Quest. Project Terror. Wahoo McDanial and Ivan Putski. When microwaves first came out. When manners were pleasant and everyone knew their place. I could go on, but I will digress.

Raquel was hot. Super, uber hotness.

Forgot about this, but the local store in Baluch Springs (Pates), would let me buy my grandmother’s cigarettes. I’d ride my bike to the store and pick up a carton of Winstons.

Attic fans, paper straws at the soda fountain at the local drugstore. Oh, and screwworms!

My mother, having Raleigh Cupon books everywhere...………..
movie ticket..….25 cents...…...And a double feature, on Saturday.....
Tail fins...….....
And you did, actually walk to school...………
"It's ten o'clock, do you know where your children are ?...……….

Licking all those dang S&H green stamps and putting them in the books.

Poppin Johnny's. I remember my Daddy cranking them by turning the flywheel.

Milk in big glass jugs. Dollar night at the drive in theater. Could leave you bicycle in the yard without fear of it being stolen. Riding my bike to the corner store for my uncles cigarettes.

Yep

Clean sweep. Remember them all. How many here remember CARToons? How about Wolfman Jack's Midnight Special?

11/13

100% and then some. My mom dusting for bugs in the kitchen with DDT. We lived through it though.

Listening to Gunsmoke on the radio. http://www.fmradiofree.com/podcasts/gunsmoke-otrwesternscom

S&H Green stamps

Got my first chainsaw from them. Some had one double stamp day each week.

13 for 13 on the OP's list. I remember our first TV was black & white, it was years till we got a colored one. The colored one was a console with better wood than most gunstocks now days. It also had an outside antenna with a flat double lead wire that came in under the bottom of the window. Later on we got uptown and had a rotating element that turned the antenna.
Also home delivered milk with a paper stopper for a lid.

I remember my brother and I were watching Lee Harvey Oswald's transfer live. Both of us saw Jack Ruby appear from nowhere and shoot him. That was a weird feeling. Both of us looked at each other and said holy chit did you see that?

Surprised that jacks in the driveway haven't shown up yet, or playing cards in bicycle tires. I loved bbq days -- my dad would let me have the first sip of every budweiser he opened and then tell my mom she could have the first sip

All of the above plus;

Grandma saying "hold your water or you'll get it again!" (never ever tell grandma you have a stomach ache.......yes, she was twisted)

Fishing for crawdads with bacon on a string.

Having bottle rocket battles and indulging our pyrotechnic fantasies without a care in the world. Or cops showing up.

Watching TV until late night in the summers and seeing the jets flying to the sound of the Star Spangled Banner......followed by "This is the end of todays broadcast", then that tone would play and the psssssssst static would start forcing me to go to bed against my will.

Hanging out all summer long with two gorgeous, fit, big haired older girls bronzed from being in the sun wearing tied dyed t-shirts with no bra, worn out cutoff blue jean shorts so short the bottom edge of their cute butts were peeking out, and listening to the Beatles, Carpenters and KC and the Sunshine Band

Baby sitting the afore mentioned girls when they were tripping on acid. And discovering that it was called the love drug for a reason.

Riding my brothers chopper and wondering how the heck he could steer the damn thing.

Outdoor toilet
Hand water pump
Kerosine/fueloil lamps
Hot stones wrapped in a towel to keep warm in bed
Fresh milk scrapping the cream off the top
Churning butter
Horse drawn farm equipment
Milking cows by hand

Sonic booms

The Keystone Cops
Silent movies
Amos and Andy
Three Stoges
Party phone lines

When someone comments you on your alligator shoes but your barefooted...drumroll
Rodney D I think...
Loved that guy. Was fortunate to see him live several times

I remember going to the place where you could redeem the stamps.

That stuff burned like fire!

Listened to KOMA out of OKC

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I don’t remember it burning. We called it Monkey Blood.

I heard that many of the car manufacturers had to briefly go back to the floor-mounted dimmer switch for vehicles sold in College Station. Aggies kept getting their foot stuck in the steering wheel.

I have driven, and I'm sure there's a couple that remember them new, vehicles with the starter on the floorboard.

All the above/

Drinking from a garden hose
Playing in the sprinkler
Without neighbor reports and its amazing how much they knew about, parents wouldn't even know where you were

And setting the timing on the steering column. There’s a lot going on on a cold start up there.

Remember them but not as the good old days.

Feather Beds
Cistern
Water Bucket
Pressure cooker
Canned meat
Ringer style washing machines
Ice houses that sold block ice(and beer)
Party line phone service

taught you not to complain about every lil' thing

Mercurochrome (red color) never bothered me... it was my Dad's favorite.

Merthiolate (more of an orange color) burned... alot... it was my Mom's favorite.

You know what a test pattern is.

Changing the tubes on the old black and white TV.
KrautBurgers - recipe my Dad brought home from WWII (Germany)
Push reel mowers
Grass clippers - hand operated
Incinerator (no trash pick up)

There were two types of Monkey Blood. Merthiolate and Mercurochrome. One stung, one didn’t.

Kicked out of the house after Cheerios. Lunch was a sandwich or leftovers from the closest mom. Or, oftentimes, we skipped lunch for a Coke and peanuts using bottles we picked up on the way to the store. Had to come home when the street light turned on, if it hadn’t been shot out with BB gun.

We didn't have street lights Or paved streets!!!

Good thing those went away before the LIB's TOOK them away...what with that Indian head being on it. Yea, I said Indian cause I don't use "Native American."

The one Mom used was red, and in an unlabeled bottle. She got it from my Grandfather, he was a pharmaceutical salesman. It only burned on an open wound. No burn when putting it on a scabbed up wound.

Kids could go buy a plug of tobacco for grandpa
Trade Nehi bottles for candy cigarettes and chick o stick
Outhouse
Each bed post in a tin can of kerosene to keep bugs off the bed.

Still in use here Merthiolate

Mercurochrome and Monkey Blood was one and the same, at least to the old folks in my family.

I swear my dad used to buy it by the gallon jug as much as he used!!!!

I’m certain Monkey’s blood was for external use, but my grandmother would swab our throats with that crap.