Do you remember that Bulova, Elgin, or Timex watch that we had to wind up or at least automatically flick our WRIST? In the weekend, we would read the Sunday funnies and watch Ed Sullivan and Jack Benny, the whole family would INSIST.
Sunday nights our legs were outstretched, enjoying a Swanson T.V. DINNER. On another night Alfred Hitchcock would say “Good Evening”, so spooky and DRILY. If grownups had the compunction to play the Irish Sweepstakes, they did so very SLYLY. (It was actually illegal then but today governments are in the lottery business.)
Those were the times cereals went snap, crackle and pop; Carol Burnett was on the Gary Moore SHOW. Ajax, boom, boom, the foaming cleanser commercials never seemed to STOP!
There was Isy’s, The Cave Theatre Restaurant and even Harry BELAFONTE. He performed there soon after the Q.E. Theatre was BUILT. Anybody out there still recall that great morning show on C.J.O.R. with MONTY? Those memories will never WILT.
Life was really a really tough then, coping with dining, hardly any parking meters. We could dine out at Eaton’s Marine room, the Sky Diner, Love’s Restaurant; and it cost a whopping fifteen cents to ride a bus on B.C. Electric. Like that song about Kansas City in the musical Oklahoma, it looked like Vancouver had gone ‘about as ‘fer’ as it could go!
Veal Cutlets at the Aristocratic on Granville cost ninety cents, and a coffee, a dime everywhere, even at Scott’s Restaurant! The Krak-A-Joke Shop on Granville sold sneezing powder and itching powder. Those were tough times, eh?