[rollei_list] Re: slide viewer


----- Original Message ----- From: "Nick Roberts" <nickbroberts@xxxxxxxxxxx>
To: <rollei_list@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
Sent: Tuesday, September 27, 2005 1:08 AM
Subject: [rollei_list] Re: slide viewer



--- Marc James Small <msmall@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:

Milk was to remain available at your door every
morning for another sixty
years.


Marc


It still is available at my door - although there has
been a sharp slump in doorstep delivery over the last
20-30 years in the UK, the milkman still exists.

Nick

I'm up with a cold in the chest fooey. When I was a little kid we had milk and ice delivered. Our first house had an icebox not a refrigerator. I think the ice man had a truck but the milkman had a horse drawn wagon. It took me until I was an adult to figure this out. This was during WW-2. Horses did not use gasoline (rationed) nor the wagon rubber tires (rationed). The milk came in round bottles with a sort of bubble in the neck for the cream (not homoginized). The icebox was what was in the house (a rental) and I am not sure electric refrigerators wre even available. We probably could not have afforded one then anyway.
There were lots of horse drawn delivery vehicals in Detroit at that time plus a lot of very old trucks. I remember seeing the street repair crews using chain drive Mack trucks that must have been at least twenty-years old then. Why, simple: the depression followed by the war. No one could afford new cars or trucks during the depression and they were unobtainable during the war. All that stuff disappeared within a year or two of victory. BTW, I remember my mom shelling out ration points at the grocery, blue and red they were. Another thing is that we never had to buy light bulbs. The Detroit Edison Co. had stores which recycled the bulbs. One brought the burned out ones in and was given new ones in return. They made their money off the electricity.
All this was still ahead of Los Angeles when we came out here. Hollywood and some other areas still had wig-wag traffic signals that bonged at you. We stayed for a time in a motel on Sunset at Kingsley, its still there! One of these signals was right outside the window and one could hear it going Griiiiiinnd- bump, BONG! all night long.
All that stuff seems now to have happened to someone else. Sometimes I feel like I'm in one of those Cornell Woolrich stories where the guy wakes up in Central park now knowing who he is or how he got there but with a strong suspicion that he is very seriously wanted by the cops.

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Richard Knoppow
Los Angeles, CA, USA
dickburk@xxxxxxxxxxxxx 

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