The school I worked in in 1980 was still using both the stencil and the ditto machine (maybe still is--who knows?). I remember when the milk man would let us kids ride down the street in the truck with him.

Nancy King reminded me of two favorite '50's things of mine that abruptly disapeared. They were looking at my feet in the x-ray machine in the shoestore, and a tv program where you sent away for a green transparent piece of plastic that you stuck on to the tv screen and drew pictures on, along with the tv host. (Probably fears of radiation killed both things --along with the doctor's fluoroscope.) I recall as a three year old being mesmerized by Kate Smith on tv in the afternoons.