These prices I remember. The basic hamburger hasn’t changed much – patty, squirt o’ mustard and ketchup, and a pickle slice. Somehow at 15¢ it felt like you were getting your money’s worth.
The Old Wolf has spoken.
Category Archives: Memories
Rockefeller Center, 1960: Infographic
One of my favorite places to visit while growing up in the Big Apple, at any time or any season.
Some things my kids have probably never seen.
Ye aulde skate key. I could never get those blasted things to stay on, nohow.
Metal ice cube trays. I learned the hard way as a kid: don’t take the insert out while carrying it. *splosh*
I was about 10 years old when this stuff became popular. I thought it was the coolest thing since sliced bread.
When I got my very own camera, I went through these things like there was no tomorrow. They smelled good after they had been used.
I think my kids probably know what this is, but I doubt they have ever used one.
Most of our home movies were taken with something that looked very much like this.
Yes, I had one. Davy was my hero.
I loved filling up the books. There were Blue Chip stamps, Gold Strike Stamps, and Plaid Stamps, too.
They had a mockup of one of these on display at the Civil Defense center in Manhattan.
We’d go down to the center and grab a bunch of these, and then pass them out to people on the street. “Take this card, madam, it may save your life.” 11-year-old civic service…
“At birth Stuart could have been sent by first class mail for three cents, but his parents preferred to keep him rather than send him away.” – Stuart Little, E.B. White
The only real yo-yo ever made. The Duncan Imperial™. My buddy Walt and I got ours at Korvette’s.
Memories…
The Old Wolf has spoken.
To Belgium by Sabena
I flew Sabena from Brussels to Kinshasa more than once – they were the only airline that made a direct connection, and they had wonderful service. I was sad when their era came to an end.
Stevenson: The Lamplighter
One of my favorite poems as a child.
The Lamplighter
Stevenson, Robert Louis (1850–1894). A Child’s Garden of Verses and Underwoods. 1913.
MY tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky;
It’s time to take the window to see Leerie going by;
For every night at teatime and before you take your seat,
With lantern and with ladder he comes posting up the street.
Now Tom would be a driver and Maria go to sea,
And my papa’s a banker and as rich as he can be;
But I, when I am stronger and can choose what I’m to do,
O Leerie, I’ll go round at night and light the lamps with you!
For we are very lucky, with a lamp before the door,
And Leerie stops to light it as he lights so many more;
And O! before you hurry by with ladder and with light;
O Leerie, see a little child and nod to him to-night!
Rose Barton: Familiar London (1904)
The Old Wolf has spoken.
Playing in the World Game 