Bob77064
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I remember the manual chokes and when the automatic chokes came out.
Or you turned the key on, then pushed a button to activate the starter.
My old memory is slipping. I had so many with the dimmer switch on the floor, upper left side, of course, that I'm not sure anymore which ones; maybe my '89 F250 was the last one. And how many remember (or even knew of) cars with manual transmissions that had the starter switch under the clutch pedal; just turn the key on, press the clutch all the way to the floor and that engaged the starter.
How about the old three on the column and you had to stop to get in 1st gear. I learned to drive in a Ford Ranchero
Anyone here ever have a car with a real trunk?
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Bruce
I understand you perfectly Gunny, what about; TOBOGGAN, a stocking hat,.....not a sled. BROGANS, most any lace up work boot. HARD ROAD-usually asphalt or black top, not dirt, mud,or gravels. GALLUS- the suspenders on bib overalls.
Oh, I plumb forgot - while I never reached a "Bar the door, Katie" level warning, I do recall "I just might have to go out back and cut me" if I persisted in whatever miscreant way at that time. Worked very well, as I had a strong imagination of what that meant!a hickry switch
Oh, I plumb forgot - while I never reached a "Bar the door, Katie" level warning, I do recall "I just might have to go out back and cut me a hickry switch" if I persisted in whatever miscreant way at that time. Worked very well, as I had a strong imagination of what that meant!
Though it may not have been strictly southern English, "chewing the fat" and/or "chewing the rag" were common expressions for long mindless conversations. Of course, really uninformed conversations about topics were people just "flappin' their gums" or "battin' their gums." Also "flappin' their jaws" was a similar common idiom. They all meant that you were spending time gabbing, a very common southern pastime.![]()
Some of he wife's family were in this weekend visiting (from the mountains in Eastern KY). I guess I've been around them long enough that it just quit registering on me, but this weekend I noticed that they don't/can't say "it", it's always "hit".
"Hit'll be a long drive home. Hit's been awhile, etc"