We had Rock Salt for the water softener delivered monthly too, I forgot about that.
We had to have that softener, when we ran out of the rock salt, when you washed, it was like scratching your nails on a chalkboard, lol. We didn't have AC until I was in my teens, then they got 2 window units. That was the life let me tell you.
Damn----I don't remember this, but I must have lived at your house!!!I remember my grandma telling me that Honeydippers I think they were called, came and cleaned the outhouse.
My family had no AC while I lived there. Nor a dishwasher. When Dad would be asked if we had one, he said he had 3: me and my 2 brothers. We washed our hands before dinner, said grace before eating, finished our meal including anything nasty, asked to be excused, fetched Dad's paper or washed dishes, finished our homework, and went to bed by 9PM.
Milk chutes were common in Saskatchewan when I was growing up.Forgot about diapers! Boy that takes me back.
Not sure how prevalent it is but most older homes here have various delivery windows/chutes/small doors for that delivered stuff. I always thought that was cool. I was hoping to see it comeback.
Milk chutes were common in Saskatchewan when I was growing up.
Gary
Forgot about the water softener--but nobody delivered the rock salt where we lived.We had to have that softener, when we ran out of the rock salt, when you washed, it was like scratching your nails on a chalkboard, lol. We didn't have AC until I was in my teens, then they got 2 window units. That was the life let me tell you.
I used to walk home from school from kindergarten through grade 8 too. Can you even imagine parents even considering that these days????Mom used to let me go with the milk man and ride the afternoon route after I walked home from Kindergarten. Jim Marice was his name. Funny what one remembers from youth.
Thanks for the cool thread Bear.
Good Lord, zwiller, we must be brothers!! Aside from me only having one brother, not two, you just described my home life. Kids asking to be excused after the meal, sadly, is certainly a thing of the past.I remember my grandma telling me that Honeydippers I think they were called, came and cleaned the outhouse.
My family had no AC while I lived there. Nor a dishwasher. When Dad would be asked if we had one, he said he had 3: me and my 2 brothers. We washed our hands before dinner, said grace before eating, finished our meal including anything nasty, asked to be excused, fetched Dad's paper or washed dishes, finished our homework, and went to bed by 9PM.
Ha!! The guy that empties our septic tank has this message on his vac truck:And they still call the trucks that pump out our Septic tank, "The Honey Dipper".
Most of them have funny pictures & phrases painted on them. One of my favorites is "YOUR SHIT IS MY BREAD & BUTTER"
Yeah, we had coal chutes in two of our homes, as did both sets of grandparents.The only chutes I've seen around here was "Coal Chutes". Many homes had them, including my Grandpop, who's home was built in the late 40s. It was on the driveway side of the house, and went directly down, into a "3 walled" bin in the basement, about a shovel's throw from where the only Stove had been.
Bear
I used to walk home from school from kindergarten through grade 8 too. Can you even imagine parents even considering that these days????
Gary
Says something about how the teachers felt about third graders…Third grade was the exact same type of building, but it was out in a heavily wooded area.