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Friday, June 6, 2025
49 comments:
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I remember having quarters for the payphone. I've not seen a payphone in a very long time.
ReplyDeleteHave a fabulous day and weekend, Odie. ♥
I'm so old I remember when it was a dime. Arrrrrrrrrgh!!
DeleteSandee, I remember dimes too.
DeleteAnon, you're as old as dirt ... or me.
DeleteNo, i had a dime in my pocketš¤£
ReplyDeleteYep. Me too
DeleteAnonies, me three.
DeleteI can remember when I carried a dime, stamps were a nickel, postcards were a penny. Writing on onion skin paper for airmail letters. I must be getting old!
ReplyDeleteIn Louisiana,1977 it was a nickel. Everywhere else I was, it was a dime.
DeleteAnon, I am old!
DeleteJustin_O_Guy, Pay phones were everywhere in 1977.
DeleteHi, Stan. Hi, Ollie.
ReplyDeleteDid you know Oliver Hardy was from GA?
edutcher, Yup, just read it.
Delete$.10 yes, all local calls were a dime.
ReplyDeleteAnon, YUP!
DeleteA quarter for a payphone. I so old I remember when it was a nickle.
ReplyDeleteEd, I don't remember a nickel.
DeleteI'm so freaking old I remember when you could get local calls at a pay phone with a safety pin. Inserted the pin through the wire and grounded it out to get a dial tone.
ReplyDeleteYou hoodlum. Why we can't have nice things.
Deletehjets, II'm telling Mommy!
DeleteRick, LOL LOL LOL!!! That's telling him.
DeleteI'm 79, good luck with telling Mommy. I'm probably one of the reasons they armored the handset cables in pay phones.
DeleteI'm so old I remember when it cost a dime...
ReplyDeleteAdrienne, yup, me too.
DeleteSo. Stan Laurel, Walt Disney and Oliver Hardy on the right. Whose 3rd from the left?
ReplyDeleteRich, that would be the director Hal Roach.
DeleteAnn Margret and Pat Boone, time stands still in a photo.
ReplyDeleteAnon, the movie "State Fair".
DeleteWhat language is that on all the drive-in signs? It sure isn’t English
ReplyDeletePretty sure that's AI.
DeleteAI generated image. Lots of stuff odd about the scene, not just the written gibberish.
DeleteAnon, If you sit on a bar stool it makes perfect sense
Deletetfhr, forget your bar stool?
DeleteI had a dime in each of my penny loafers but never used the dimes. It'd be a treat to see modern types get along without their phones and be on a 10 phone party line when they had to make a call.
ReplyDeletePaul V, wow, you're lucky you didn't get robbed!
Deletea quarter! we carried a dime.
ReplyDeleteboron, This is getting out of control. I always made a fake collect call too my dad from Mr. Ready and he'd refuse the charges and come and pick me up.
DeleteI remember nickels, for the payphone and the pinball machines
ReplyDeleteUnclezip, you be old.
DeleteWho are the two guys with Laurel and Hardy? And brain fog is kicking in, who is the redhead with Pat Boone(?)
ReplyDeleteWalt Disney is one, but I don't know the other one
DeleteAnonies, Walt Disney, Hal Roach, and Ann Margret.
DeleteYears ago I traveled for work and always had a bag of change. I knew every pay phone from Buffalo to Bangor.
ReplyDeleteAlex G, poker too?
DeleteYou ARE making it up, we had to carry dimes.
ReplyDeleteAnon, Yup it's all made up..
DeleteYeah am part of the dime club also but I always kept 2 or 3. Sucked if you only had a quarter because most phones rarely gave change back and that could have been a pack of chewing gum
ReplyDeleteNed Eastwood, thank goodness they made dimes, or none of us could call home.
DeleteThe car in the bedroom? I rode my motorcycle home from Key West in 1968. First day, I made it from Key West to Brunswick GA. I stopped at a Holiday Inn. Girl at the front desk asked me what kind of motorcycle I had and how far I came. I asked her if I could get a room on the first floor so i could keep an eye on my bike. She said "I can do better than that." She escorted me to a room and pushed the beds to the far wall and told me to ride my bike into the room. She said if I left it outside, it wouldn't be there in the morning. She told me to go get a shower and she'd take care of my dinner. I got out of the shower and knocking at the door was a little black kid with a tray of food that looked like it was bigger than he was. I never got charged for the food.
ReplyDeleteI should have married that girl.