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Who here remembers the horse and buggy?
and it'd take several days to get to the nearest city to load up the buggy with goods to trade and sell back home, yeah... good times, good times.
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yes, those were the good ole days of fun and happy times
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I remember once when Zeke had to repair the wheel, and the horse kept kicking at a fly. Much hilarity ensued, we laughed for several hours before we could continue.
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nothing like the good old days eh
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Yeah :thumbsup
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I had to walk to school every day
5 miles there, 7 miles back In the snow That was up to my chest.....in August And my sack lunch was gravel...and I was grateful for that damned gravel! GET OFFA M' FUCKING LAWN! |
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Ah, memories.
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i remember when boogers were free
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In all seriousness when I was a child our milk in Melbourne was delivered by a milkman from the local dairy who used a horse and milk cart. I used to like to wake up at 5am to catch a glimpse of the milk bottle laden horse and cart.
None of these things happen now, horses and carts aren't used for delivery and milk isn't delivered nor does it come in glass bottles anymore. I'm 45 by the way, so it really wasn't all that long ago. |
remember? haha I still see them all the time cause I live 15 mins away from Amish country.
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My great-grandpa actually did...and he said he got to live from horse-and-buggy to man-on-the-moon.
The greatest achievement in my life might be civil rights. |
If you are ever in No California and happen to stumble into Columbia, the re-created gold rush town, take a ride in the stagecoach. I really respect 19th century folks after that.
Truly hell on wheels. |
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Ancient Aliens.
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