"12 things gone from the 1950" (Page 2): I recently had an epidural (pinched nerve), and they used something that looked similar to those old shoe gizmos in order to guide the needle.

LXK0930 Loc: Souh Jersey

Stephan G wrote:

Just clicked on a video of that name (approx.) and... (show quote)

I recently had an epidural (pinched nerve), and they used something that looked similar to those old shoe gizmos in order to guide the needle.
Of course, my memory isn't too good (I hope!).

maxlieberman Loc: 19027

My aunt gussie had a children's shoe store with one of those machines. I never could figure out how to see the bones in my hands, but I spent lots of time looking at my feet.

autofocus Loc: North Central Connecticut

There's a few things that I miss from life growing up in the fifties. Number one for me was good old fashioned respect. As kids, it was drilled into us, and to a large part it doesn't seem to exist as much today. You were taught to respect authority, whether it was the cop on the corner, your teacher, or adults in general. And, to respect yours, and your neighbor's property too. And if you didn't, and it broke or got damaged because of carelessness, it probably wasn't going to be replaced easily. You didn't call your friend's mother and father by their first names. Meal time manners still were important. For the most part, people seemed to get along better with each other back then, and not like the polarity that seems so prevalent today. Next that I miss was listening to the great radio shows back then...The Shadow, The Green Hornet, Inner Sanctum, Gun Smoke, etc., the wonderful theater of the mind. Sigh, life was good back then, even with "duck and cover!" ;)

DirtFarmer Loc: Escaped from the NYC area, back to MA

LXK0930 wrote:

I recently had an epidural (pinched nerve), and they used something that looked similar to those old shoe gizmos in order to guide the needle.
Of course, my memory isn't too good (I hope!).

I had a cortisone shot in my shoulder a couple years ago. I believe they used ultrasound to guide the needle.

maxlieberman Loc: 19027

It is easy to look back on the Eisenhower era with nostalgia, but I grew up in a small town in northeast Pennsylvania. I do not miss the rampant anti-semitism, and the legalized segregation. I can remember that even in the 1950s, there were resorts in the Pocono Mountains that would not let Jews stay there.

sippyjug104 Loc: Missouri

Oh, the memories of getting my new Red Goose Shoes as a lad at Rosenthals. The salesman would measure my foot and try them on me. He would mash his thumb hard trying to smash my little toes. I'd walk up and down the aisle as though I were on the world's stage. The finale was to step up on the box and stick my feet in the slot where the salesman, my grandmother, and I would marvel at the green glow of my wiggling toes.

By the way...I started losing my hair at 30 and I am totally bald today and I believe I know why.

jerryc41 Loc: Catskill Mts of NY

Stephan G wrote:

Just clicked on a video of that name (approx.) and the first thing that pops up is about the Fluorocope for fitting shoes!

Haven't thought about those gizmos since the last one I saw in about 1957! Anyone else remember these guarantors of the perfect fit for shoes?

I'm glad I never experienced one of those things. When the miracles of radioactivity were revealed in the 1950s, they appeared everywhere, but not usually with good results.

https://www.orau.org/health-physics-museum/collection/shoe-fitting-fluoroscope/index.html

DirtFarmer Loc: Escaped from the NYC area, back to MA

sippyjug104 wrote:

...By the way...I started losing my hair at 30 and I am totally bald today and I believe I know why.

Me, too. But I believe it's the fault of my maternal grandfather.
Should have worn better jeans.

autofocus Loc: North Central Connecticut

maxlieberman wrote:

It is easy to look back on the Eisenhower era with nostalgia, but I grew up in a small town in northeast Pennsylvania. I do not miss the rampant anti-semitism, and the legalized segregation. I can remember that even in the 1950s, there were resorts in the Pocono Mountains that would not let Jews stay there.

Sadly Max, jealousy, envy, distrust, and even fear of others is the nature of man, has always been, and will continue to remain long after we're gone. For the most part, they are learned traits, probably attributed to the environment one grows up in. Thank goodness most of us can keep those traits in check, but there'll always be some who don't, and that's sad.

maxlieberman Loc: 19027

autofocus wrote:

Sadly Max, jealousy, envy, distrust, and even fear of others is the nature of man, has always been, and will continue to remain long after we're gone. For the most part, they are learned traits, probably attributed to the environment one grows up in. Thank goodness most of us can keep those traits in check, but there'll always be some who don't, and that's sad.

You are correct.

markngolf Loc: Bridgewater, NJ

sippyjug104 wrote:

Oh, the memories of getting my new Red Goose Shoes... (show quote)

Yup!! Very similar to my childhood experiences of getting new shoes. Also my experiences of becoming bald. However, I attribute that to my genes. Both my grandfathers were bald and my Dad, while passing at 41, was getting bald.

Mark

camshot Loc: Peterborough ontario Canada

I'm 90 now, but worked in the shoe business for 50 of those years. The store I worked in was the second one to get the foot x-ray box in Canada. The trouble with them they only showed bone structure, the flesh part of he foot could be squeezed but didn't show. The mothers and kids loved them, but clerks did not like them, as they were getting some of that radiation every time they had to use them. They sure were great for inspecting Christmas gifts though. Hah

jerryc41 Loc: Catskill Mts of NY

markngolf wrote:

Yup!! Very similar to my childhood experiences of getting new shoes. Also my experiences of becoming bald. However, I attribute that to my genes. Both my grandfathers were bald and my Dad, while passing at 41, was getting bald.

Mark

I've heard that baldness is passed down from the mother's side of the family. In my case, that's true. Her father was bald, but my paternal grandfather (and my father) had a full head of hair.

As for the shoes, my mother always hated to see the salesman bring out that metal foot measurer. It was guaranteed to produce the smallest possible size - with no room for growth. MY mother didn't want to buy me new shoes every month.

williejoha

The coolest gadget ever.
WJH

nervous2 Loc: Provo, Utah

kpmac wrote:

Lots of things I miss from the 50's and 60's. Some not so much; like running behind the mosquito fogger as it went down the street.

Look at the bright side--you probably didn't inhale too many mosquitos.