At first glance, I thought this old magazine ad was suggesting that I should start a career in the exciting world of toilet seat repair. Back then, toilet seats were made of wood, and many were outdoors, so maybe they didn’t hold up as well as today’s plastic or lucite seats.
Still, people were self-sufficient, and could get this stuff in Mount Pilot, or just order it from the Sears catalog. I mean, it’s RIGHT THERE. Unless that page is missing.
I have an old “Fun with Tom and Betty” primer, it is not as valuable or popular as Dick and Jane. I can kind of see why, at least in the Dick and Jane books, you didn’t have to see a picture of your dad getting robbed on the street by a guy who claims he has a gun in his pocket, and his friend is in on it too.
I am not a pharmacist, but I think 3 grains is a lot. Then again, people didn’t usually visit the drugstore for a mere headache 100+ years ago, unless it was caused by a bullet crease or an axeident. (What they called an ax accident)
I was thinking about surprising my wife with a birthday party this year. Our living room is not configured to have people hiding behind the sofa. I found this handy party game book for up to 20 guests to play, with three fun games inside!
Here’s the first game, think up the longest name for each letter on the chart. Seems more like a baby shower game to me, but whatever.
This game is more of a pop quiz from fifth grade history, but the booze is free here. I can answer most of these. It helps if George Gobel from the old Hollywood Squares show is haunting your house.
Wait, what is this? No, you can’t use Google. Leaving so soon? The party is just starting! We haven’t even played “Twister” yet!
Here’s an old textbook from a yard sale. It’s sort of reassuring that previous generations also knew how to annoy the librarians.
I think all the entries after Nyla Sperlick and before Tom Ranken are the same kid, a kid who lived in a house with a television I presume… He checked out the book for “Dragnet” in 1954, then “Francis”, I presume he means the talking mule, as his address is “Stall 3 1/2” (Adding the fraction makes it funnier- this kid is a comedy genius).
Who knows why the date is 1868 on that one. Then back to 600 B.C. for Tarzan at cave 6D ( Picture a cave apartment – maybe Tarzan will bring Jane up to show her his etchings! ) Then five years later, Tarzan checks out this book again, but now he’s moved to “Cave 91”.
We can only hope that this kid got into advertising or some such lucrative endeavor, rather than getting electroshock therapy.
Had to get this matchbook at a street sale, after embarrassing myself by letting a lecherous HEHEHEHE laugh escape while reading the comic. Very curious about this GEM razor with “guiding eye”… Not sure I want it watching me shave though.
Ever prepared, my mother-in-law kept these extra pockets on hand, for about fifty years I’d guess?
It was just in case there was a need for pockets mounted externally, over pink pants and a pink belt, although I guess any color would work. I can’t tell if the man in the picture is smiling because he is pleased with his new pockets, or if it’s a precursor to murderous rage.
The Mrs. bought some books at a thrift store a while back, and found a Hallmark card inside- (Estimated to be from 1975)
The card says on the front, “I’m always telling other people how neat I think you are” (Next to a generic chubby cartoon bear), and inside, “Today, I’m telling you.” below that, a typewritten note, all in caps;
I DON'T THINK YOU KNOW THIS, BUT SOMEONE YOU KNOW THINKS YOU'RE PRETTY COOL. I'D
NEVER HAVE THE COURAGE TO TELL YOU FACE TO FACE , BESIDES, YOUR GIRLFRIEND WOULD
MOST LIKELY KILL ME. SO, I'M TELLING YOU HERE- I THINK THAT YOU ARE ONE OF
NICEST GUY'S I'VE EVER KNOWN DON'T EVER CHANGE, BECAUSE YOU ARE ONE OF A KIND!!!!
MAYBE ONE DAY IF I'M LUCKY, I WILL MEET A GUY HALF AS SWEET AS YOU.
I JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW THAT YOU TOUCH PEOPLE WITHOUT EVEN KNOWING IT.
THANK YOU!!!!! YOUR SECRET ADMIRER........
I mulled this letter over for a few days, wondering what his reaction was. Or did his girlfriend intercept it? There could be trouble.
I asked my wife a few more questions about this, turned out it was in a sealed and addressed envelope (no return address) in a box of stationary donated to the Goodwill after all these years.
He never got the letter! She must have chickened out (Or came to her senses, depending on how much romance is in your soul)