Quite a few people used to let their dogs roam around the neighborhood unsupervised all day. This was especially common in the various small towns and rural areas where I’ve lived most of my life. Although I live in a rural area now, I haven’t noticed any unsupervised dogs around here in about 10 years. We still see cats roaming about but not dogs.
Whiskey old fashioned or brandy old fashioned? 
There was a mailbox about a mile away that I could ride my bike to, but my parents ran a small business, so they usually brought our personal outgoing mail to the office for pickup.
Does anyone roller blade/inline skate anymore? I was reminded about this yesterday at a garage sale where they were selling a pair.
Similarly, 'member when trucks had like 30 different licence plates over the front? They’re all apportioned now, good for the trucking companies but terrible for kids playing the license plate game.
No, the question was: how do they get their own mail out of their own mailbox that no one can get a hand into?
I suspect it’s not a mail box, but a mail slot in a door or wall.
Also, while mailboxes that are detached from the house (like so) typically do have that red flag which one raises to indicate to the carrier that you have outgoing mail to be picked up, mailboxes which are attached to an exterior wall on your house (as mine is) typically don’t have such a flag.
You open the back with a key.
Are you kidding? That promotion, as you call it, has barely had time to even be considered a fad. It hasn’t even begun to percolate into the public consciousness. The relentless tide of perfect body worship has been pounding popular culture for decades.
Are you kidding? I get 20,000,000 hits for body-shaming, and 15,000,000 for fat-shaming. “Body image” has risen steadily since 1940.
The point is that although popular culture might still value a perfect body, it’s less so than in the 1950s and 1960s when people were less shy about being naked in a locker room or communal showers.
I only see “day drinking” at parties and get togethers. Not just sitting around on my own.
Also the major TV networks (ABC/CBS/NBC) having Saturday morning cartoons for 3 to 4 hour blocks.
My first job paid employees in cash, in an envelope with what would now be called a paystub.
The Boy Scouts has experienced a major declines in membership since the 70s.
The Boy Scouts of America membership peaked in 1973 with over 4 million youth; in 2017 it was 2.3 million–a decline of almost 50%. And with the population increase between 1973 and 2017, fewer percent of boys are involved.
ISTR we would put letters in the box so that they stuck out under the lid, and the carrier would know to pick those up because that was not how he stuffed the box. Most often, we did that with mis-throws and the letters that we would strike a line across the address and write “not here”, as applicable.
Anyone still have a road atlas for that matter?
When I was ten years old there was whole group of kids (9 to 12 years old) just wandering all over our small town(both on foot and on our bikes). In summer we’d bike the two miles from the downtown to the town beach on our local lake.
Or sometimes we would all load ourselves into the bed of a pickup truck and one of our relatives would drive us there. (That would be 6 to 7 kids in the back and the police wouldn’t bat an eye.)
We went a traveling this summer and had a large stack of paper maps – the free ones printed by the state.
Reminds me a an exchange from some other forum thing
How did people find their way around before they had google?
We used maps.
No, I mean before google.
That’s not my impression of the 1950’s and 60’s; which is when I grew up. (I was born in the early 50’s.) I think the demand for physical “perfection” has gotten much worse since then, and starts at much earlier ages.
Sure do. And it never fails me (unlike the GPS, which tends to get quite confused out in the boondocks).
Tell me what street names are wrong so I can fix them in OpenStreetMap, source of the basemap.