Lets go back a bit
We have a nice thread going concerning Laundry Detergent and those postings have now gone back in our family history a bit as to what doing laundry was like several generations ago.
Let's get a thread going as to what the rest of those years gone by held for us, our parents, our grand parents and our great grand parents.
I'll get things going by just mentioning that when I was a child, steam driven railroad engines were still in use for passenger service. I can remember going to Chicago with my parents to visit relatives in the early 1950's. The train ticket cost less than the taxi ride to uncle's house.
The smell of the coal smoke, the sound of the steam whistle at crossings, the feel of the horse hair seat covers and the wonderfull dinner smells coming from the dining car were all taken for granted. These days, youngsters can only see steam railroad equipment in small private museums and if they are very lucky, volunteers have restored the fire breathing, steam belching beasts and a short ride around the grounds may be available to let the kids know how it was long ago.
Some parts of the world still have active 100 year old steam engines pulling passenger coaches... but the days of steam are nearly over.
Now it's time for others to post their stories. I'll do one later on about the family history of the logging industry in the late 1860's...
We have a nice thread going concerning Laundry Detergent and those postings have now gone back in our family history a bit as to what doing laundry was like several generations ago.
Let's get a thread going as to what the rest of those years gone by held for us, our parents, our grand parents and our great grand parents.
I'll get things going by just mentioning that when I was a child, steam driven railroad engines were still in use for passenger service. I can remember going to Chicago with my parents to visit relatives in the early 1950's. The train ticket cost less than the taxi ride to uncle's house.
The smell of the coal smoke, the sound of the steam whistle at crossings, the feel of the horse hair seat covers and the wonderfull dinner smells coming from the dining car were all taken for granted. These days, youngsters can only see steam railroad equipment in small private museums and if they are very lucky, volunteers have restored the fire breathing, steam belching beasts and a short ride around the grounds may be available to let the kids know how it was long ago.
Some parts of the world still have active 100 year old steam engines pulling passenger coaches... but the days of steam are nearly over.
Now it's time for others to post their stories. I'll do one later on about the family history of the logging industry in the late 1860's...




) there used to be a HUGE rock (or so we thought then lol) that we would climb on all day long and pretend it was our castle or what ever else came to mind. then there was the first pair of roller blades i got i was going down a big hill and a car was coming up behind me so i moved over on to the side of the road and ended up wiping out because of the loose gravel. i went home got my dad to dig the gravel out of my kees and arms clean it out with peroxide (i still cringe every time i see a bottle of that stuff lol) and went back out to play some more. one winter there was an old chair sitting out side and me and my brother and our friends wanted to go sledding but we only had two crazy carpets and 1 GT at the time so we pulled the back of the chair off and used that and i think that was WAY more fun than the crazy carpets or the GT hmmm those were the days

