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I have tried to speak to my grandma about the things 'she has witnessed' and was disappointed. She did not seemed engaged with the world around her. I later realized it was difficult, living on a farm.The closest town was one of them single church, bar, gas station. She just got her licence to drive 20 years ago.
You really need to be engaged to see the differences. Ask yourself this do you remember what it was like before 9/11, before internet, when the US still left earth with NASA.


@caffeine_dude: It's a shame you and your grandmother cannot connect the way you would like. I am sure she does have many interesting memories. Don't give up. Why don't you simply ask her about her life while she was growing up?

Yes, I remember all of the things you mentioned. I also remember important things from my childhood and teenage years. My newsworthy memories go back to when Eisenhower being elected president in 1956. I was 9 years old then.


My Mom did a great video of her father. He did not understand how the video camera worked and was trying to stay still for his picture to be taken at the beginning. Mom told him it was ok to move and talk. Then she asked him questions about his family growing up. She also asked how he met and wooed her Mom. He liked telling the stories and laughed when Mom asked him about going out on his first date. He got tired quickly so she quit after a little bit but what we have is a great memory of him.

I like listening to anyone telling life stories about way things used to be.


@pattiq: We can't bust heads like we used to. But we have our ways. One trick is to tell stories that don't go anywhere. Like the time I caught the ferry to Bremerton. I needed a new heel for m'shoe. So I decided to go to Morganville, which is what they called Bremerton in those days. So I tied an onion to my belt. Which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on 'em. Gimme five bees for a quarter, you'd say. Now where was I... oh yeah. The important thing was that I had an onion tied to my belt, which was the style at the time. You couldn't get white onions, because of the war. The only thing you could get was those big yellow ones.

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About 15 years ago we had a lady in her mid-90s still working here in my department. Sharp as a tack, and still very active. I used to tell her she was my "aging role-model". She actually remembered coming west on a covered wagon as a small child. It was really amazing listening to her talk about the changes in the world she had witnessed. As for me, with only half a century under my belt, yes I do remember the world before. Boiling water on the stove to make hot tea. Not asking someone "where are you" when you called them, because they were talking on a phone attached to a wall. Party lines. Writing letters. Typewriters. Records. Cassette tapes. Super 8 home movies. Only three networks plus a grainy UHF station. CB radios. Being unable to fit $5 worth of regular in my Pinto's gas tank. Terrified waiting for the nuclear holocaust, deadly certain it would happen in my lifetime. The space program, and the dreams that the astronauts carried with them into space for us all.


@moondrake: sadly, all your memories are of things that no longer are, including the manned space programme.

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@dogbountyhunter1: I wondered about her hearing. @moondrake: Same eras here. The tv/stereo/8-tracks that were in a nice console. The tvs with the channel knob that went thunk-thunk-thunk when you turned it. Wired remotes being popular. Good times.


@jnissel: I really hope you find that connection. Please let me know.