The younger folks on the BB are looking at us talk about "riding the milk truck and stealing blocks of ice" as if we were Neaderthals. Just wonder what other long-vanished bits and pieces we can drudge from the collective old-timer's memories on the BB. And, per usual, I'LL START . . Electricity by the nickel. At the meter on the back of the house was a parking-meter type mechanism. Drop in a nickel, twist the knob, and electricy flows into the house. For a little while. We were dirt poor and I remember my uncle George who had a good job giving me 6 or 8 nickels and saying to "plug them in" to the meter and keep one for myself. And a nickel to buy "penny candy" was an hour of pure enjoyment in the choosing and another hour in the eating. More nostagia?