From the Hedda Hopper school of journalism:
Dammit, Biden! I said move the prompter over a
TRACE; not in front of my FACE!
A few months ago, Biden referred to candidate Romney as “President Romney” and now Obama refers to current House member and Senate hopeful Todd Akin as “Senator Akin.”
Was it a Freudian slip? Was it Biden who pushed the teleprompter in front of Obama’s face recently? …..And the beat goes on.
This week (August 21) Barb and I had our 45th anniversary so I thought I would dredge up some numbers from that era to compare to now.
I was looking through some old check entries from 1969 which show quite a contrast to the expenses of today.
I don’t have my check register of 1967 when we got married but I still have the receipt from our first grocery shopping trip in Warrensburg, Missouri. We were setting up house so we needed everything from food to brooms, mops and other one time purchase items. Our total bill for three jam packed grocery carts was $54 and change. Today, we spend that much just dropping into the store to “pick up a few things.”
Probably the biggest shocker would be a check I wrote on July 1, 1969 for $19.50. That was our monthly cost for health insurance through Blue Cross. Barb had some minor surgery in the summer of ’69 and I later got a bill from the hospital for $2.30.
In those days my doctor in Warrensburg charged me $3 a visit. That included a $2 discount I received from his usual fee of $5 since I was a student and a veteran. When we moved to Kansas City later in ’69, my doctor’s fee was $7.50.
In September of ’69 my gas bill in KC was $2.74 for our one bedroom apartment in Overland Park, Kansas. My monthly bill for the KC Star newspaper was $7. On June 20, 1969 I filled my ’61 Chevy with its 20 gallon tank for $4.40. We were shocked if gas ever drifted over 30 cents a gallon. My electric bill in December, ’69 was $13.82. My Kansas driver’s license cost $4.50
Houlihan’s Restaurant was a big deal in those days. Barb and I would eat there for about $12 which included a bottle of rot gut Riunite wine. Cover charges to great nightclubs were a buck and the beers were 50 cents.
With an income of $13,500 a year, we lived like royalty. I even had a company car at my disposal. Sweet memories!
On the last blog, we got into some car talk and the subject of “Woodies” came up, in particular Middy’s ’49 Ford wagon. At left is a photo of a ’49 Ford Woody probably a lot like Middy’s.
A '48 Ford Woody
How bout that shine!
The woody style was popular mostly in the1930s and 1940s with the Big Three turning them out. Many early versions were made by third party carpenters or coach builders. It didn’t matter whether you had a 4 door, coupe, convertible, or station wagon, you get it in a woody style.
A '42 Ford Woody. (Photo from 1948)
People loved their woodies and many took great pride into polishing them to a beautiful sheen. They were classy as they looked like a vehicle from some posh country estate. Ford and Buick even played up that image calling their woodies the “Country Squire”, and the “Estate Wagon.”
By the late 50s the woody style was disappearing mainly because of new safety regulations that wood vehicles couldn’t pass.
I remember those cars very well having grown up when their popularity was at its zenith.