. . . with two pennies change inside the cellophane, because a pack was 23c in shops.
IIRC, at one point all or almost all of the FBI’s Most Wanted List were left-wing terrorists.
IIRC the minimum wage was about $1.35/hr. I had a well-paid job as a doorman on Park Avenue and was making $100 a week, so that was a bit more than a day’s pay.
My first job, in 1964, paid $60 a week. And that was enough to live in Midtown Manhattan.
Whoa, wrong thread. Back later with something suitable. Ta.
My son watches “The 70’s Show” and asks if things were really like that? (ex. avacado refrigerators and shag carpet)
(Got tripped up by a bunch of 50x errors.)
Anyway … Here and there I watch an old TV show recorded off one of the retro channels for the fun of it. Last night we watched an episode of The Patty Duke Show from Feb., 1965. The good part: It had Chad and Jeremy as guest stars. The bad part: everything else. Egad, what a load of nothing.
Anyway, I was discussing Chad and Jeremy with Mrs. FtG who was surprised that I was old enough at the time to remember them. So, she doesn’t think of me as that old. That’s good.
But I had to remind her that this was a year after The Beatles first appeared on Ed Sullivan, which I remember quite well. And going back even further I remember seeing Elvis do Hound Dog on TV. So not as young as she imagines.
Chad and Jeremy? Total n00bs.
(The episode brought up a perhaps unanswerable question: How come this episode wasn’t “WKRPed”? They notably play two of their hits and some other stuff. The cost for the rights have to be well outside the budget of these retro stations.)
If you can find a station airing it*, WKRP still has the original music, AFAIK. It’s the home video versions that mostly can’t afford to re-license the music, because it was never licensed for home video.
- Last I knew, WGN was, but I think that’s very outdated info.
Can you still find them in no-minors venues like bars and strip clubs?
That reminded me of another long-gone amenity: the Horn and Hardart Automat. I went to the one in Times Square several times when I was a kid.
I used to have lunch at the Automat every weekday for my first year in NYC. In addition to the great food, they had the best coffee anywhere. My favorite was the one on Fifth Ave. that was a flight downstairs and totally art deco.
I remember my friend and I riding in the back of a pickup going to the drive-in in 1997; our wives were in the cab. It may have been the night son #1 was conceived (not at the drive-in, alas).
Went to high-school with a student that left for lunch in the back of a pickup truck and never returned. Driver rolled the truck.
Makes my cringe now to think of all the times us kids rode that way. It was the way, back in the day.
I get a lot of mileage out of telling teenagers that we had a dedicated smoking area when I was in high school.
In my high school, students could only smoke in the senior patio.
In my high school smoking was not allowed, not only on the school grounds themselves but even across the street on all four sides of the block. I have no idea how they enforced that.
I remember feeling old when I saw the latest American Girl historical fiction series was set in 1974, the year I graduated from high school.
I’m considerably younger than you but even my school had a senior smoking zone, though you still had to be of legal smoking age (eighteen) in order to use it.
It didn’t apply to me since I turned seventeen only a few months before graduating.
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The Automat on 42nd Street was the first place I ever ate in a restaurant by myself. I think I was in 7th grade.
Here in the Philippines, I hear the voices of young neighborhood children out playing in the streets well after dark. That brings back wonderful memories of days I am old enough to remember. (It gets dark here at 6 oclock all year.)