😂my Dad would work sooo hard to get the rabbit ears “ just” right!!! Watched so many Wide World of Sports! Watched so many of these! 😂 TFS I don’t remember twice a day mail but I do remember my Mom and her sister mailing post cards to each other instead of calling- cheaper!!! We had a very long cord on our rotary phone and we would stretch it around the corner to get privacy. Ick- smoking!
Yessiree foil on the rabbit ears helped some. When those broke, a wire hanger was a decent substitute. Back in 1964-65, we had an old b&w, RCA TV we attached the rabbit ears to. Then dad bought and installed an aerial antenna that got us much better reception. We lived in northern San Diego county and we were able to pick up channels 2, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, and 13 on our rotary dial TV. Ch 8 and 10 were San Diego stations. 6 and 12 were Tijuana, Mexico stations. The rest were Los Angeles channels. Not bad for the time!
I remember when my Mother could clothes pin a letter to our house mail box in the morning, and it would be delivered elsewhere in town that same afternoon.
Even referring to aluminum foil as "tin foil" is, or should be, a relic of the past. We were fortunate in that we had line of sight to the mountain top transmitters 60 miles from us as the crow flies, so we had an antenna mounted to our porch rail that extended above the roofline. Even then interference could mess with the signal.
I lived on a Naval Air base in the Central Valley. The cable, wire was attached to the television. And ran out side to the tv antennas. Generally turning the antenna worked best at night. We had our local channels, so reception was good. But, for the channels in Bakersfield, we had to go outside and usually dad, as my brother got older and taller, go and turn the antenna. We be in the house hollering; Ok, right there, or Good! The house antenna was on top of our fence, with a brace nailed to the facial board.
Grocery stores had ashtrays mounted to the shelves. If you were in the hospital cigarette girls would sell you cigarettes and you could smoke them in your room. Robert Craig Knievel was everybody's dangerous uncle. He racked up more hospital bills for kid fans than he did for himself. A rotary phone sucked in many ways. If your number was 9979 it took longer to dial than 1341. If you screwed up it was done for. Hang up and start over. Of course you were stuck near the phone. Some people used really long cords but those stretched out and knotted up and looked like crap. The cordless phone finally gave us some freedom and afterward cell phone meant you'd never miss an important call as long as you had service. I remember our first cordless phone had a telescopic antenna on it. Then 900 mhz phones meant you could even go outside with your phone. It was amazing to us. Just a stub for an antenna.
I remember when the phone didn't have rotary, you would pick up the phone, get an operator and give her a 3 digit number and she would connect you. Then we got rotary and our old three digit number had a digit added to make four and you dialed that to get your other party. And speaking of party, lol you had what was called a party line, where you shared with another person! I still remember our number was 430 and then became 1430 .
8.05 Our mail was delivered by this kind man pushing his mail bag. Like the 3 wheel one here. He would let me ride on the front, and he would push, probably half a block or so. Then I'd walk home. Sometimes, he would drop off a small box of cereal for me through the mail slot.
5:20 The rotary phones were also very sturdy and could be dropped, thrown, and even used as hammers without detrimental effects. 6:20 What Baby Boomer will ever forget the Marlboro Man, the rugged western he-man of a bygone era before todays' androgenous girly-men came into being.
Yup, now there's something wrong with ya if you are rugged individual thinking man. Supposed to act feminine with green hair nowadays. After loosing my Wife of 35 yrs. to cancer and Widowed 10 Yrs. I really don't care if people don't like my opinion. Nice vid., Thanks