Thanks to nostr:npub1rjwumr7j6tac08t0qttvc44walt549nc4eyyxjc0phn6yxzj7uzq0accc9's Two Up conversation, I was doing some reminiscing about lost experiences from the past.

As a small child in the early 80's, I remember the lifts in a department store in Adelaide. My mum would take us into town shopping and I'm sure she just went to this store so we could go in the lifts. They were old and ornate, with an old fella operating them. All the buttons and levers were polished brass, with a trellis style brass concertina cage they would pull shut. You could see everything through it as it moved. The old fellas would chat to us while manipulating the controls, shutting the gate and riding up and down, it was great fun.

It felt special, personal and things like that just aren't around anymore. Anyone else have any memories like that?

#goodolddays #memories #grownostr

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That's a nice memory man, the old lift with it's own operator and everything. I can picture it clearly in my mind.

Thanks, mate. It's a vivid memory I treasure from my childhood, worth holding on to.

I remember these lifts too! I never went in to town very often when I was a child so it sort felt like an exciting family event a couple of times a year in school holidays!

Old fashion class and style, an enjoyable experience that's not replicated today.

Riding the escalator up and down in Woolworths 🤌

Good times.

I used think when I was really small when people got to a certain age (around 80-90 years old) parts of people's bodies would just sort of get old and fall off and that is why you shouldn't point/stare at them and also why 'they don't want to talk about it'.

One day I realised there wasn't so many of these old people missing limbs, eyes etc around anymore and they were of course the last of the WW1 veterans.

They don't exist anymore and neither do old school yokels. When I was young there was a man in our village who had smelt of cigarettes and bacon and had a belt for a rope. My family took him to the hospital because he was bitten by a rat, he went in with black hair and came out with grey because he was so dirty 🤣

I guess we are in that age group that we're kids then and saw the last of those men who experienced that. Such a tragedy.

Yeah its weird, because even those born even a decade later wont have seen them. Might explain the current thing generation's unusual love of conflict compared to us crusty old antiwar curmudgeons!

Yeah its weird, because even those born even a decade later wont have seen them. Might explain the current thing generation's unusual love of conflict compared to us crusty old antiwar curmudgeons!

Probably the case, they've never known horror, or known people who didn't come back.