May 11, 2009
How about this topic? "Items that used to be in our homes that you no longer see (well maybe in antique stores)."
I was thinking as I picked up a bag of curlers in a collectible store recently-- (you know gals, those chicken-bone-type of curlers with the elastic bands that our moms used when we got those Toni Home Perms? I remember those awful curly mops that you didn't want to appear at school, for days, because the permanent was 'overdone'.
Does anyone remember about those little plastic gizmos that you would fasten in the center of the 'new 45's' so you could play those records on your standard 78 rpm record player. Later, record players evolved where you could stack on a few records without having to stop and change each song as the tune ended.
Some may recall those metal ‘soap savers’ with a handle. Our moms and grandmothers moms would salvage scraps of soap to use with the laundry, bundled into one of these metal soap savers. Scrubboards, potato mashers and those wire piecrust hand mixers that you could 'cut the shortening/lard into the flour' in order to make flaky piecrust.
Gals--, how about wearing nylons before the advent of pantyhose? And the seams that had to be straight in the back. I recall how thrilled I was to buy that first tube lipstick at the 5c and 10c store. And picking out my first pair of nylons as the salesgal gently stuck her hand inside the tissue-paper-layered stockings, just so you could see what shade you would prefer.
And the biggie, I remember getting our first Westinghouse refrigerator at home. I was about 7-8 years old and I brought all my friends in to admire it. We opened and shut the door so much, I think my mother had to defrost it the first week because the ice on the freezer built up so much. My cousin came to babysit for my brother and me one night and he got warm during the evening, so he propped open the door of the refrigerator to cool the kitchen off! Oh, and the ice cubes were made in individual little plastic containers. What a treat--no more room temperature milk ever again.
So what about some of the gadgetry of your homes? Remember any such things? The squeaky hand clippers for that at-home haircut? whatever? Feel free to add your thoughts here for the next visit on Faye's Place...
Oh yes, the pantry was full of those now long lost items...My Aunt Violet's pantry impressed me the most--always loaded with goodies--the old crocks, the line-up of home preserves, and special dark green square canisters all labeled with silver labels for 'tea' 'sugar' 'flour' and such. My goal was to have a pantry like that someday--and I'm still working on it.
And my 'Nannie' had the best old crock in which she stored cookies. (She made a different type of cookie every day and any leftover ones got put in the crock). I remember visiting and we could check it out in the pantry on the way into the house after dark, never knowing what type of cookies we would get...they were all great...esp the big rolled out sugar cookies with the gigantic raisin (I think they were called Saltana raisins) on the top. --Thanks for sharing your memories,
- Faye Lewis Raynard, Class of 1959
RE old stuff we used to have:
Faye, we still use a potato masher, and a potato ricer. One thing you didn't mention is the old ringer washers.
Well, I was in a little house in a tiny 20-family community on the southern coast of Labrador, ’round about '68, and we were sitting at the table having lunch, when there was a loud roar, and the whole house began to shake; they had a ringer washer exactly like ours in the porch, except it had a Briggs & Stratton gas engine. You had to start it like a lawnmower. They had no electricity. It was the only one I ever saw.
Another thing that's disappeared, and is very rare now, is a clothesline. My wife still misses hers.
Flatirons too. But not in Gander, that I can recall. There were a couple of heavy cast iron bottoms, which were warmed up on a wood or oil stove, and the handle could be detached to use a hot one.
We had a large pressure canner, and Mom did up moose and salmon for the winter, and of course, we didn't eat anything without salt pork, mmmm.
- Dennis Pritchett, Class of 1963
Well you certainly have given us food for thought. So many memories you have stirred up - some of the objects were everyday items - well except the cookies. My mother bought them, but we liked them just the same.
- Michal Millar Crowe, Class of 1960
(Be sure to check out Michal’s column under Past Remembrances on the ‘Scent of a Woman’—and men too for that matter. It’ll bring back fond memories)
Our first TV: I remember where we were when we got TV. We were living on Pinedo Rd. The first TV we had was, of course, a black and white and I think you could only get one channel on rabbit ears. It was a really bad picture with lots of snow and hortizontal lines. We were constantly adjusting the rabbit ears and all the knobs. I don't recall what programs were on TV then, except maybe Hockey Night in Canada.
- Bob McKinnon, St. Joseph’s Class of 1961
I used to hang around with Tom Lannon when we were kids and used to play in that old AA tower. At one time there were machine guns (actions removed) in that tower. They kind of disappeared. I remember that old dump also. We found an old pontoon from a float plane there and Mr. Warren brought it up to where we lived on Pattison Rd. in his pickup truck. Cal Warren and I used to play in that, pretending it was a rocket ship. Mr. Lannon worked in the big hanger next to our appartment building on Pattison Rd so we also got to check that place out. I think it was a machine shop for the heavy equipment at the airport.
Good to hear the rambling about all this. It brings back memories.
- Bob McKinnon, St. Joseph’s Class of 1961
Tom Lannon lived beside an old antiaircraft tower on the Canadian Side of the airport where his dad worked for the DOT. As it was more or less abandoned, he used it to store all the empty liquor bottles he collected from the clubs around the airport. He had a unbelievable collection of bottles in there. He had to be the country's first recycler!
However, I digress. The thing of interest was that there were quite a few old radio parts in the top level of the tower where the ammo was once stored. I guess they were from the aircraft dump up the road. We could fool with them for hours as they didn't seem to belong to anyone who cared, and we were never chased out of there!
We often played in the aircraft dump and I can't imagine how many aircraft “we shot down” from there!! It's a wonder Corporal Rose didn't arrest us. He was the world's sternest but easiest going RCMP officer I ever met.
- Dave Robertson, Class of 1961