Being green?

[greg334]

I ran across this

Green Grandmother

The funny thing is my grandmother used to make rugs out of bread bags during the depression. She would get bags from others in the area and trade the labor for things they needed like cloth for clothes and meat. These plastic rugs lasted a long time, to be exact, I still have three of them here that she made in the 50's.

 

[layoutshooter]

During the recession of '58 we used to "re-cyle" the waxed paper in cereral boxes to use to wrap sandwiches. Hey how many of you out there remember free light bulbs? Well into the late '60's we could take our burned out light bulbs to the Detroit Edison store in Trenton Michigan. We would turn them in to be recyled and they would gives us new ones in return. No charge. I never had a bought hockey stick until I was 14. I had a job and bought my own. I laugh when I here about green and recyling. We are not even close to what went on during the depression. Nothing new under the sun. Layoutshoooter

 

[OntarioVanMan]

During the recession of '58 we used to "re-cyle" the waxed paper in cereral boxes to use to wrap sandwiches. Hey how many of you out there remember free light bulbs? Well into the late '60's we could take our burned out light bulbs to the Detroit Edison store in Trenton Michigan. We would turn them in to be recyled and they would gives us new ones in return. No charge. I never had a bought hockey stick until I was 14. I had a job and bought my own. I laugh when I here about green and recyling. We are not even close to what went on during the depression. Nothing new under the sun. Layoutshoooter

use it up
wear it out
or do without....

 

[layoutshooter]

Boy we did do without. We used to have to make "MOCK HAMBURGERS" because we could not afford ground beef. Mock hambergers where made from bread, eggs, salt, pepper, garlic powder, diced onions ( when they were ripe in the garden) and a splash of milk. You broke up the bread into little pieces and put it in a large mixing bowl. You then put in all the other stuff, mixed it up, pattied it and fried it in bacon grease. And guess what, we ate them, liked them, and we were happy. I never heard the whining like I do today. Phil Ghram was right. layoutshooter