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For the old #arts,ink well's in th desk.

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  1. FarmerD

    FarmerD TS Member

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    Wash day Mondays with the old wringer Maytag.

    Pumping water by hand for the animals and house when the windmill wasn't working.

    Milking by hand. (getting crap in you hair from the cow tail).

    Churning butter by hand. The good old days, where have they gone? Ben
     
  2. willing

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    You haven't lived until you shoveled the trench behind the cows and then drove the spreader behind the hoses with the wind behind you.

    Bill
     
  3. james huffington

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    Also: carring a oil lantern to the barn to start milking by hand at 5 in the morning, setting in a two holer when its 0, cleaning the hand crank seperator, be there done that + all the above. not to sure if they were the good old days. but they were a lot of good memories. good shooting
     
  4. phirel

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    Were the good old days really good or are they just old days?

    Pat Ireland
     
  5. AAtrap

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    Remember most all of the above. Also remember when grass was something you mowed==not smoked and crack,well,that's another story.
     
  6. FarmerD

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    I would give my left testicle to go back to those days. Of course my testicles don't do me much good any more. FD
     
  7. break25

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    My wife and I were watching the commercials on breath refreshners.

    WHAT HAPPENED TO SEN SEN? Hid the drinking amd smoking breath.
    But the girls liked it before smooching.


    CHAZZ
     
  8. TommyTEREX

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    How about over sized buckle boots, stuffed with news paper, over your shoes,to try and keep your feet warm? One of my least fond memories, COLD FEET!

    Tom R.
     
  9. halfmile

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    We turned that damn cream separator, but the plus was whipped cream on Grandma's raspberry pies(berries picked by us in the woods)

    Horses pulling the dump rake, one day in the barnyard my cousin Jackie was a smartass and climbed on the horse. He fell off and broke his arm. while he laid under the horse bellering, the horse never moved a muscle. When his mom pulled him out then the horse walked away to the stock tank for a drink.

    had the root cellar dug out in the field for potatoes, and carrots in a crock of sand. Dad made sauerkraut in a crock with a wooden cover held down by a stone. Me an sis used to sneak in there for a handful once in a while.

    My big job as to pull the rope back from the hay lifter in the barn when the tractor backed up. I also got to peel a lot of cedar posts with a draw knife.

    we were kids! Of course they were good days, because we did not have the worries our parents did. and of course Grandma and mom's cooking tasted great cause we were damn hungry from playing hard all day.

    damn, can't see the keyboard, got something in my eye.

    Merry Christmas to all.

    HM
     
  10. Hipshot 3

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    Ah yes! I remember it well! I used to dip the little girls pigtails in my inkwell. It was sorta like a dog marking his territory. That way, I could tell which ones belonged to me! They loved it!
     
  11. likes-to-shoot

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    Reminds me of the Burma Shave signs along the road.
     
  12. The Stive

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    Oh Yeah !! Dewy, yes we do remmember these. You bet!! John
     
  13. 22hornet

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    It was my job to keep the wood box beside the cook stove full. Kindling on the left, and stove wood on the right. We called those furnace and stove cinders "clinkers". We saved them for when the lane up to the house froze up. Made for good traction. My parents house had a 1 holer up back. My grandparents had a 2 holer.......
     
  14. Charles L. Schmidt

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    Yeah yeah... The day will come when we're calling THESE the good old days...

    cls
     
  15. X Trap 2

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    My job was to feed the chickens and gather the eggs when I was young.

    Rode on the tractor, while picking corn, looking for rabbits.

    The cotton was picked by hand.

    No shoes, and you know what squishing up between the toes.

    Of course I had to hand crank the corn shucker to get the feed for the chickens.

    We had a two holer.

    Butchered the hog and made sausage and it hung in the smoke house.

    Made Lie soap at same time.

    Got the water from a well.

    Last one up got pretty dirty water to use before the pan was dumped.

    Oh yea, the hand operated creame seperator was out on the porch right next to where you washed your hands.


    Ray.......(ö¿ö)
     
  16. 22hornet

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    Wash tub on the kitchen floor for Saturday night baths. (Clean for church next morning)....."Don't you dare pee in there! Your brother has to go in next!"
     
  17. russp72

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    The good old days, never locked the house. Went hunting and left at least half of what you owned in camp without worrying about some thief coming by. If another hunter happened to wander in to your camp hungry, he could fix some food and always leave a note,(with name and address), thanking you. Sometimes a couple of bucks accompanied the note. Not many people had much but they shared what they had. The good old days are long gone, unfortunately.

    Russ, good old boy

    Shoot good, or gooder
     
  18. Hauxfan

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    Wow, does this thread ever bring back memory's?

    Been there and done most of it.

    At least I can say it was a kinder, gentler time.

    Lock the door............never!

    As Bob Hope would say, "Thanks for the memories".

    Hauxfan!
     
  19. Urbans

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    I don't know if those were the "good old days" or not, times were certainly a lot slower. Thanks for the memories.
     
  20. School Teacher

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    To me the good old days on the lake were when:

    - A 10 HP was a big outboard.


    - The lakes were full of fish especially slab Crappie, 6 pound Smallmouth and really big Bluegill.

    - We used sculling paddles used instead of an electric trolling motor.


    - My favorite spinning reel was a Mitchell 300 on an ABU Conolon rod.


    - My favorite bait caster was an Ambassador 5000 on a Shakespeare Wonder rod.


    - My favorite top water bait was (and still is) a Neal Spinner dual propeller wounded minnow.


    - My favorite crank bait was a Heddon Midget Digit River Runt.


    - My favorite deep bait was a white Bomber.


    - My favorite bottom bumper was a black Doll Fly hair jig and a pork rind.


    - You cooked your fish in a big iron skillet in a pound of lard.


    - Dip the fillets in a beaten egg and milk, coat with white corn meal, salt and pepper and fry in a really hot skillet.


    - Fishing with my dad.


    Times were simpler then and perhaps a little better.
     
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