saddlebum66
Supreme Citizen of ZV
Hoooeeee....you could work up a story that you could dine off of for years on that.
John Slaughter , who " made em do what they orter, cuz if they didnt they died?"... Damn, pard....theres a pedigree for ya.Another fun fact, Sheriff John Slaughter is in my family gene pool. He was ambushed by one of the Clanton's and another gang member on his way home from town with his wife - they missed. He went home, armed himself and rode back to town and let it be known that any gang member seen in his county would be shot on sight. His reputation was such that all of them left the County and this is one of the reasons the Clantons were in Tombstone.
Remember when every small town had a theater, a dance hall, and a rollerskating ring??Oh year, and doo laps too!
I remember when skate boards were introduced nationwide. They started on the coast of California in the 1950's and were the hit by something around 1962 or so..
I use to tatoo my animals ears for transport identity purposes.Remember when Earmarks actually were?
Still done when they get their Bangs vaccine.I use to tatoo my animals ears for transport identity purposes.
They came with a pack of matches too.And they only cost 25 cents a pack
And cigarette machines that were outside.
They can be vaxed against gettin' banged? Whoooeee.....teknologeeeeStill done when they get their Bangs vaccine.
I remember the machines had a quirk....if you could turn them most of the way to upside down, then rightside up again, every knob was active for at least a pack. I worked briefly one summer sorting the basement of a candy distributor that did Cigs, and soda fountain supplies. My bud and I discovered that quirk after knocking a couple over. After that, while the job lasted, I had easy pocket money. I didnt smoke, then, so I undercut store prices by a nickel.?I recall a cig machine in the entryway between the airlock doors of the local "Dog-N-Suds". (A now-extinct, at least as far as I know, chain of restaurants not all that different from Sonic, but specializing in hot dogs and root beer, rather than burgers and onion rings) Dad was paying for the meal we'd just eaten, and I was in the entryway fiddling with the cigarette machine. I discovered that for some reason, despite not having put any money in it, every time I pulled the handle under a brand, a pack of smokes fell out. Dad finished up inside, started out the door, and noticed the pile of packs of smokes in the delivery tray of the machine. There must have been about a carton and a half worth of mixed brands laying there. He looked around, swatted me on the ass, scooped up the pile of smokes, and out the door we went. Never did get around to going back and seeing if it still spit out free cigs (probably got fixed the next time it was stocked) but I'll never forget the "jackpot" of having it giving out free ciggies![]()
I just turned 53...as I'm sitting on the couch at 130pm...under an afghan blanket...haha ?I just turned 50 at midnight. Goddamn! I feel older than God.
And left the doors and windows open?Remember when nobody locked their doors.
Pup "grins".I just turned 53...as I'm sitting on the couch at 130pm...under an afghan blanket...haha ?
Don't forget if you were fancy you had a phone you could put in the car via your cigarette lighter portYes I remember and there were phone booths on just about every corner
We threw a few of those machines in the back of our trunk. Guess that's why they are no longer outsideI recall a cig machine in the entryway between the airlock doors of the local "Dog-N-Suds". (A now-extinct, at least as far as I know, chain of restaurants not all that different from Sonic, but specializing in hot dogs and root beer, rather than burgers and onion rings) Dad was paying for the meal we'd just eaten, and I was in the entryway fiddling with the cigarette machine. I discovered that for some reason, despite not having put any money in it, every time I pulled the handle under a brand, a pack of smokes fell out. Dad finished up inside, started out the door, and noticed the pile of packs of smokes in the delivery tray of the machine. There must have been about a carton and a half worth of mixed brands laying there. He looked around, swatted me on the ass, scooped up the pile of smokes, and out the door we went. Never did get around to going back and seeing if it still spit out free cigs (probably got fixed the next time it was stocked) but I'll never forget the "jackpot" of having it giving out free ciggies![]()
Still kinda true when you live out in the country. Why lock when no one will hear or see someone if they did break it open.And left the doors and windows open?
I still got one. but barely use it.I remember when everybody had a clothesline.
With the price of cigs where it is, you wouldnt DARE leave them outside.We threw a few of those machines in the back of our trunk. Guess that's why they are no longer outside
I quite smoking when they went up to 50 cents a pack. I think some brands now are $100 a carten. I bought turbo tax from Costco. They had the software locked in a separate room, and in that room was also the cigarettes.With the price of cigs where it is, you wouldnt DARE leave them outside.
Yea, that is like one of those events frozen in time in your mind, like 911.5th Grade....one of the kids was down at the school offices, heard a radio report, and came back to class with the news. They never said a word otherwise. Went home, and my Dad was just waking up, since he was on a night assignment. He didnt believe me....flipped on the TV and there was Cronkite with the news.
First Time I ever saw my father cry. Unfortunately, it wasnt the last.