Sigh… The things one ‘finds’ when you move…
Anybody remember these?
Aluminium travel cups that somehow migrated into the house and became the ‘kids’ cups…
And how many of us old farts had one of these?
It’s a Sony no less! And I seem to remember it cost something like $4 bucks… AM only…
Or had one of these? I bought one in the 90s and was still using it in 2014…
And one more…
Hand cranked ice cream in the summer… Kids ARE good for something if they know they get to lick the beaters… LOL
Yep. Not only remember them,, but have at least one of each hanging around here somewhere…
The kids received the aluminum cups because they sweated like a sprinkler when filled with cold beverages during Summer. Of course, we didn’t care, and felt we were special, even if we knew it was for that reason, and they couldn’t break if we dropped them.
My father made vanilla ice cream on a few occasions. We were high class because our churn had a small electric motor that struggled to turn the mixture when it finally was becoming firm.
The cups went somewhere. Still have the radios in storage. The clock radio got replaced by a clock with BIG numbers that I can read without glasses… The ice cream maker disintegrated on the last attempt. Got lawn darts, too, but no one is dumb/limber enough to try them. Tried using the reel push-mower for about two seconds- no way!
Portable radio. Yes, but the batteries were expensive and lasted only a couple of hours. Mine had two tubes (heaters EAT batteries), no solid state stuff. It was blue and I’m sure the shop owner was laughing as I walked out. Shop was where I waited to change public transportation busses to go to high school.
LOL, y’all are as bad as I am… I still have a complete set of those cups. And an ice cream maker ‘somewhere’… The radios are long gone.
I have found my tribe!
That clock radio: I gave one of those away last year to someone that needed an alarm clock. I stopped using mine several years before when morning radio announcers became insufferable pricks on pretty much every station. (Or maybe I just got old and grumpy and wouldn’t put up with their stupid nonsense anymore.)
My first reaction upon seeing you show that picture of that GE clock radio was, “Wait, they don’t sell those anymore?”
I see stuff at flea markets and I ask, “Why are they getting rid of a perfectly good {thingy}?”
Classical music station. They mostly play music, and any talking they do is to tell you about the composer that is coming up.
That clock radio is at the cabin, still doing its job.
When Kennedy was killed one man in our barracks had a “forbidden” transistor radio. That was our sole news sources for days.
Had that clock radio for years. Replaced it with an atomic digital clock that projects on the ceiling.
WSF: Dare I ask why y’all were incommunicado so to speak? I would think even if it were just boot camp, the assassination would be a good time for the CC/DI/whoever to deliver a rousing “you MFers get yer heads on straight, you might get lucky and be going to war!”
Ft Leonard Wood A.I.T. Total cluster****. The rumors exploded. Our cadre didn’t have anything specific to say so we kept training. A few days later we were read the official order, standing in a gravel pit because of the blizzard conditions.
Morale was good. When we heard the news we packed our gear, checked our weapons, and were ready to go.
That clock radio is in our guest room.
Use to listen to Senator’s games via the ear plug.
Teacher not amused.
Half the kids in my classes have an earplug in listening to music. Doesn’t seem to matter how many times I tell them to take it out, the next day it’s back in. Doesn’t help that their other teachers don’t seem to even try, which means they aren’t used to having to take it out, ever.
Mom ran over the purple one “by accident” because the kids fought over it.
Still have the transistor radio. It works but nothing worth listening to anymore. “Have You Seen Your Mother Baby, Standing In The Shadows” and other such tunes. Rockin’ Robin Seymour.
I think those clock radios were mandatory. Everyone had one.
Screw the kids – I get to lick the beaters.
🙂
I swear the DoD bought a million of those radios and put them in every VOQ/BOQ/Transient Quarters on the planet!
Pocket radio went through several incarnations, usually died by my hand experimenting with the adjustments on the internal components when trying to “improve” reception.
I confess I cheated with the Ice Cream freezer. I discovered I could take off the handle, and clamp the end of the shaft in the chuck of my Grandad’s 1/2-inch low-speed drill 😉
No BEQ I was in had any radio. 🙁
All- Thanks, and I guess we’re all old farts…LOL
Had a good laugh a few years ago when the nieces and nephews were visiting. Set up the ice cream maker and had the take turns cranking it. When they pooped out I said get out the way, I’ll finish. Took the crank off, plugged in the motor and away it went. They informed me I was Not Funny! Still was some good ice cream. Sadly the transistor radio and the clock did not survive.