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Grandparents had a outhouse, no indoor bathrom for years, Partyline on phone.

When you lose some one you L~O~V~E, that Memory of them, becomes a TREASURE.
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I have taken care of my skin since my 30's and I see changes in my skin that no skin care routine is going to help. I see it in the older QVC hosts too.

For all of the skin care they sold to me, and promoted to me, I see the aging in Jane and also Marybeth. We are not meant to have perfect skin as we age. The lines show the paths that we have been on and triumphed. 

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But, they are making billions of dollars. Genetics and staying out of the sun play the biggest part and no creams, lotions, or potions can change that.

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Re: I am so old

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@hopi wrote:

I'm so old my grandmother had a wash machine with a  hand wringer,

they used to deliver fresh milk to the front door

and you could buy ice blocks,


I'm that "grandmother"!  Remember all of these!

 

I had, not my Grandmother!

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@hopi 


@hopi wrote:

I'm so old my grandmother had a wash machine with a  hand wringer,

they used to deliver fresh milk to the front door

and you could buy ice blocks,

 

Same here.  We must be about the same age.  My arm got caught in the wringer.  I was on a stool and wanted to put some item through the wringer when my grandmother had gone upstairs to get something.

She came in basement quick when she heard me screaming and pulled my arm out..  Was very young.

 

I still do all my own cleaning, and gardening and still exercise everyday.  Hope you are in good health.


 

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@Mombo1 


@Mombo1 wrote:

@hopi wrote:

I'm so old my grandmother had a wash machine with a  hand wringer,

they used to deliver fresh milk to the front door

and you could buy ice blocks,


@hopi    And the Bread Man (truck) came through almost everyday...

My husband has a scar to this day from putting his hand in the wringer when he was a kid  😟


I wrote on another post, my arm up to shoulder went into wringer. No scar

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My uncles were garbage pick up men, where they ran after the truck with the garbage bin over their shoulder to dump into the truck.  They made good money at the job. In San Francisco.

 

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Nakery is one of the worst w/ the hands and arms being tightened but the ladies still have crepey upper arms.

 

And, no crushed diamonds do not make your skin look like glass.  what a load of hooey and yes i fell into that one...

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@Othereeeen 


@Othereeeen wrote:

@Imaoldhippie 

 

Yep...the torture of that icy seat would make a Spartan sob!!!!

 

( Quote appears to be from the poem"Ode to the Outhouse" by 

James Whitcome Riley  although there's not agreement on WHO wrote the poem....if you've ever had an "outhouse" this poem will ring true and bring back "fond" memories!!!)"

 

 

We DID have an outhouse...at our very rural summer camp property in the Poconos that was purchased in 1909. Over time and use, the camp were piped with well water and indoor plumbing but in it's rudimentary camp form, the outhouse was the "place to go".

 

It was the size of a small phone booth...a "one holer" if you will!!!

 

I always wondered who in the long lost family of ancient relatives dug the approx 10 foot deep hole BELOW the outhouse....in PA it's very rocky in that that area....or at least 100 pounds of rock to every teaspoon of dirt!!

 

In the end....the outhouse was mostly neglected. Someone along the way painted the interior pink.Spiders as big as one's hand lived in the outhouse so we were afraid of it....especially the one summer drought we had to use it because there was a severe water shortage for toilet use.....at that time, we learned what really HOT weather meant inside the outhouse!!!

 

 

As children in the 1960s, we spent summers at that camp, away from the heat of NYC. No TV, no radio, we played outside from dawn to dusk with neighbor kids who became summer friends. We played cards. We talked. We swam and played in the woods. On Labor Day, we all packed up and returned to the City.

 

Sometimes we used the outhouse.

 

They were the best times of my life.


I used to love hearing neighbors kids playing outside. Today everything quiet in my neighbor.  The kids inside on computer or phone. No one plays outside in the summer anymore.  Mothers wheeling stroller looking at phone.

When I was young, we could only use phone after dinner, chores done, and homework and only one call on weeknights.  A good generation existed then after mine. One that had values.  Today, I don't know.  May still be good kids, but they are the minority, not the majority.  They tell parents what to do. Sad.

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@qvcaddition 

 

You know.....I never see kids ANYWHERE when I'm out.....at the homes of people on my rural area road, in the stores ( don't they shop with parents any longer...even while still little?) in town...

 

It's wierd.

 

And Yes i know school is still in session, but this seems to be year round and on weekends too....