Today's Funny

jon f mn

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A man I worked with several years back, had a Model T, all original, nice survivor car.

He kept a book in it he had found somewhere that was a "book of directions" for getting from Ft Worth to various surrounding towns.

Everything originated at 1st. and Main. From there it gave verbal directions with landmarks!

"Go south 3 blocks, turn left at the red gas station, go a couple miles, veer right at the 3 big trees, go until you see the white house, turn on that road across from the mail box..."

Very few road names, maybe the roads weren't named then, very vague distances. Some of these destinations were quite some distance, probably a day or more travel by horse or unreliable car.

Oh, the good ol' days!
 
I think my grandma rode in that car. One of the worst travelers I?ve experienced. Never had her license, no sense of direction, and gave directions like that.
 
Had a good friend that would give direction "Turn right at the old ice plant". My reply was the ice plant was tore down before I was even born. He would laugh and say i guess your right. Tom
 
Of all the directions I?ve been given in my life, this is the one that sticks out;
I was working in the South about 30 years ago. Stopped at a gas station and asked for directions to the Cable TV office from a couple of Good Ol? Boys. First thing they said was ?Ya?ll taint fum rawd cheer awr chew?? I politely sad ?No, we are not. Could you please tell us how to get to the Cable TV office??? Then they told us to go straight down this road until I come to the Court House, then go half way around and go over the viaduct, then off to your right We?d see a bunch of Yo-yo?s and your there. So after driving straight down about 10 miles of winding road, we find the Court House, sure enough half way around there is a bridge going over the railroad, so now we are very looking for what was described as a bunch of Yo-yo?s. What we found was hundreds of near empty big reels of main line cable with only a few wraps of cable around them. We both said at the same time ?Yo-yo?s!?
 
I still give directions like that when asked how to get somewhere.
Gave some the other day to a fellow YT'er on how to find my house.
They included going past a water tank.
Taking a left at the power substation.
At the stop sign, take the big road left, not the little one.
Go to the flag pole with American flag and turn left.
Go straight down the road till you see our pond and we are just past there.
Richard in good ole NW SC
 
Years ago before cell phones a friend had a good spot to hunt whitetail and invited us to join him and his brother there one Saturday.

The spot was a couple of hours away and the directions were once you reach #### town go south another 8-10 miles, there is an old red Ford truck sitting on the edge of the field, it has been there for years, turn right just past it and go to the end of the road.

We drove and drove looking for that truck and by process of elimination we did finally find them.

Found out later that the land on that corner had been sold and the truck got hauled away that week.
 
Does it mean your getting old when you can remember who used to live on the neighborhood farms, but have no clue who lives there now?
 
Richard,
I smiled to myself when you gave me directions to your place... turned out to be as flawless as our travel app.

So yer as good as GPS. :)
 
I can remember my mother writing to her dad (my grandfather) and the address was: His name, Rural Rt 3, town PO name. No address or road name. I used to wonder how anyone could find him. Now the house has an address number, the road is named, and still the same PO. My cousin owns the farm.
 
We still give directions to go down the road to Checker board corner and turn up Digidy Rd. The Checker Board has been gone for over 40 years and the Rd has a new name. Even my kids who have never seen the Checker Board still use the old names.
Dave
 
The house I grew up in had a RR# and a Box number.

When the Box numbers were assigned, the boxes were all at the end of the road, numbered in order, but for some reason there were letter suffixes on some of them.

Eventually the mail boxes were moved to the end of each driveway. But the box numbers were not in order. They were assigned in order of the date the house was built, not the location!

Talk about confusion! Not only were the boxes not in order, several families, including mine, were related, so common last names were scattered through the neighborhood.

I guess it wasn't so bad, mail exchange was a reason to go visit and share the neighborhood gossi..., I mean prayer reque.., I mean news!

Finally after I was gone from home, the 911 system required that all that mess be straightened out, so addresses were assigned.

Everything is all good now, says the man from the government!

Well, not so fast...

A couple years later, seems there was an error in the address plotting system. Go back, change everyone's address again!

So now there are some mail boxes with 3 addresses on them! LOL
 
Several years ago someone got smart and decided all of our farm ranch roads needed numbering for 911 system.
After a few months of people refusing / not knowing / to excited to remember the numbers they asked several of us to come in
and label the roads with the old names.

Now the dispatchers know that Number 3 Pump road is CR 117 etc.

I've given directions by those old names not realizing the people needing direction had no clue and there are no signs!

"Go down Maxwell farm road for a mile and just past the rusty old JD 55 combine turn left onto airstrip and stay to the left....DO NOT drive down the middle.....lol
 
When we first moved here, 47 years ago, my uncle was telling me how to get to a distant neighbor, on a gravel road that I was not familiar with...go down the gravel til you get to the tree in the road, take a right. Huh? Tree in the road? Yes, nice tall tree in a twp road, sort of a Y intersection. It was removed some years ago. Must have been in the days before liability was considered.
 
At one point, my Grandpa could tel you the owner of every farm from here to Galien, 15 miles away.

An old buddy of mine had a school friend in a very small town, I think SD or MT. He would address an envelope to: Dan, 12345. No last name, no street, city or state. The zip code was enough for USPS to get it to the post office, Dan was enough to get it to him.
 
Our mailing address was xxx Ranch, Big Horn Mt. 59010. Got our mail on Tuesdays and Fridays. Now if you were to start there trying to find the place you had 65 miles of not to good Montana country roads. We were only 2 1/2 miles from the blacktop on a highway heading back the other way 32 miles to I-90.
 

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