Memories of Childhood

Old-ass refrigerator

I found this old-ass refrigerator on the side of the road in my Arlington neighborhood yesterday. It’s an old-skool kid-killer model with the airtight seal and latching door. Someone with good sense had taken the door off so no kids would get in and die from suffocation, baking in the heat or worse.

It reminds me of the refrigerator my grandfather kept in his basement. It was always filled with pesky foodstuffs and was too cold for me to crawl into while playing hide and seek. Thank goodness for that!

Ah, the old refrigerators… They lasted forever and old guys not knowing what to say while sipping beers in the basement would comment, “Yep. They don’t make them like that anymore. Yep.”

Since we live in the museum capitol of the world, shouldn’t there be a museum for ways in which we almost died as children? I would put in the refrigerator, my neighbor’s evil dog who was more interested in crapping in the yard than attacking us but only slightly so, that bobby pin I used to short out an electrical outlet and somehow only blew the fuse and Jarts.

What would you include?

4 Comments so far

  1. Old Timer (unregistered) on June 11th, 2007 @ 12:46 pm

    I have fond childhood memories of turnig pennies (the old, 95% copper ones) silver by rubbing them with mercury.

    Who the hell knew back then.

  2. Don (unregistered) on June 11th, 2007 @ 12:58 pm

    Hey Carl is that thing still there? I’d LOVE to have the door off it for an art project…

  3. Carl Weaver (unregistered) on June 11th, 2007 @ 1:26 pm

    No dice, Don. Sorry. Either the trash collectors already came or else somebody snatched it up to deal with an infestation of children in their neighborhood.

  4. Don (unregistered) on June 11th, 2007 @ 2:39 pm

    Darn, I’d totally dig a retro fridge door as a basis to stick things on.

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