More and more 50 Th's Stuff

I remember back in the 50Th's  we had a coal Furnace. My job was to shovel coal into the Furnace,and I even thought it was fun.  My father always check my work.  It was always fun  to  watch the coal truck deliver coal. There was a long shout and the coal was poured into a very large bin in the cellar. In those days most people didn't finished basements like they do today. All this and more is what made me me.  Lets here from you.


Crazy Pete

My brother remembers the 50's

This Post is from my brother who also remembers the 50's

I remember the first car I owned. It was a 1956 Chevy Bel Air. It was 10 years old when i got it for Hefty $50 dollars. It was a standard shift 4 speed. I had no idea how to use the clutch. I would always stay away from stopping on hills. Too little you stall , too much you would roll back into the car behind you. Not good either way.

In those day you took off the hubcaps and painted the rims Black. You would then put on chrome lug nuts or a shinny Baby Moon. It look really sharp and fast that way. I can't believe I said that.

Forget about Air bags, because it had a solid steel dashboard. No padding back then. One quick-stop and you would loose your smile.

Only AM radio then. No FM or stereo. If you could you would install a back speaker to make it sound like a stereo.

More to come !!

DAF

 Thanks Dave for your comments

More 50's

Do you remember the 50's?  I remember Thanksgiving time my father would go to the turkey farm and picked out a live turkey. The farmer would hang up the turkey by his neck,and cut the turkey 's through. The blood would go into a big pan. My father would take the turkey home,and my mother would have to take the feathers off. She would clean the turkey in hot water. In those days we didn't have a hot water tank,so we would boil the water on the stove. Oh the good old days, We would cook on a wood stove,but we did have a coal furnace. I remember my father sometimes would let me shovel the coal into the furnace. The cellars were dirty with cement floors. My mother always served a wonderful  turkey dinner. No NFL football in those days,but most years we could go out and play in the snow. We had to find our own fun in those days. All this and more is what made me me.  Let's here from you?  

Do you remember 1953

I remember back in 1953 we had a 1947 Ford Stationwagion,and it has real wood around the doors. I remember Sunday morning packing the car to go to the beach after early Mass. We took chairs, blankets, Colman stove to cook on. The car would be packed from bottom to top. Oh and the food my father would bring you would think he was feeding an Army. It was only 30 miles to the beach,but it would take us 3 hours to get there. My mother would stop along the way and buy more stuff for the beach,and my father would say where are we going to put this stuff. We would get to the beach by noon,and it always seemed to take forever to unpack the car. Then my father would start cooking,hotdogs,hamburgers,green peppers,and onions. Oh and the smell of green peppers,and onions cooking would drive other people on the beach crazy with hunger. In those days you cook on the beach,but most people would have sandwiches. We would stay on the beach until around 6 o'clock. Then of course 3 more hours back to home. We always stop for ice cream,and had at least one flat tire to fix on the way home. Oh the good old days that made me me. All of this and more I remember in the land that made me me. Post your comments,if you have memories of the 50s.  Always,more to come.