Stuff you don't see anymore

Oil cloth, waxed paper, “knock around clothes,� peeling patches, don’t tip the boss and repairing stuff; if you know what this list is about, then you are from an earlier generation.

Oil cloth was used primarily for covering school books in my universe. It was waterproof. The name is deceptive. It is not oily. Oil cloth was a rubberized material with a cloth lining.

Mom used it as a washable tablecloth and rain coats were made out of it, the kind that made you sweat when you wore them during a warm summer rain. They came with that funny headgear like the guy on the Gorton frozen fish box wears.  

Waxed paper was what you wrapped your food in to keep it (relatively) fresh. In theory, it was waterproof, but given enough time it would soak through. The wax sometimes made your sandwich taste funny.

“Knock around clothes� were something that my father was very big on. He was from the generation that survived the Depression and the idea was to get every last inch of wear out of your clothes. They sewed patches on worn spots, darned holes in socks and wore old, worn clothing for daily tasks, saving the good stuff for special occasions, like visiting relatives. Extended use was more important than looking cool.

Peeling patches were those iron-on patches that they came out with in the early ’50s. You just ironed them onto clothing. The heat of the iron activated some kind of glue that stuck them in place. They did not stay stuck on. The edges would begin to peel after a while and kids, being who they are, would pick at them until they were off. On the weekends, Dad and I sported all the sartorial splendor of a couple of hobos.

u      u      u

“Don’t tip the boss� was something I first learned in the barber shop. My dad explained to me that the boss, the one at the first chair, gets the profits from the business and did not need tips like the guys who worked the other chairs. Depression Dad always tried to get the boss for his haircut. In an effort to work the clientele for tips, most barbers had a racy calendar directly in your line of vision when you sat in their chair.

Back in those days they actually repaired stuff with parts. We did not just throw it away and buy a new one, especially not shoes. People made a living repairing things. Nowadays it is all about “cost efficiency.� It is not worth our time to repair; throw it in the dump and buy new. Of course this presupposes a never-ending supply of raw materials.

Oh, oh.

Bill Abrams, along with his days-gone-by memories, resides in Pine Plains.

Latest News

Robert J. Pallone

NORFOLK — Robert J. Pallone, 69, of Perkins St. passed away April 12, 2024, at St. Vincent Medical Center. He was a loving, eccentric CPA. He was kind and compassionate. If you ever needed anything, Bob would be right there. He touched many lives and even saved one.

Bob was born Feb. 5, 1955 in Torrington, the son of the late Joesph and Elizabeth Pallone.

Keep ReadingShow less
The artistic life of Joelle Sander

"Flowers" by the late artist and writer Joelle Sander.

Cornwall Library

The Cornwall Library unveiled its latest art exhibition, “Live It Up!,” showcasing the work of the late West Cornwall resident Joelle Sander on Saturday, April 13. The twenty works on canvas on display were curated in partnership with the library with the help of her son, Jason Sander, from the collection of paintings she left behind to him. Clearly enamored with nature in all its seasons, Sander, who split time between her home in New York City and her country house in Litchfield County, took inspiration from the distinctive white bark trunks of the area’s many birch trees, the swirling snow of Connecticut’s wintery woods, and even the scenic view of the Audubon in Sharon. The sole painting to depict fauna is a melancholy near-abstract outline of a cow, rootless in a miasma haze of plum and Persian blue paint. Her most prominently displayed painting, “Flowers,” effectively builds up layers of paint so that her flurry of petals takes on a three-dimensional texture in their rough application, reminiscent of another Cornwall artist, Don Bracken.

Keep ReadingShow less
A Seder to savor in Sheffield

Rabbi Zach Fredman

Zivar Amrami

On April 23, Race Brook Lodge in Sheffield will host “Feast of Mystics,” a Passover Seder that promises to provide ecstasy for the senses.

“’The Feast of Mystics’ was a title we used for events back when I was running The New Shul,” said Rabbi Zach Fredman of his time at the independent creative community in the West Village in New York City.

Keep ReadingShow less