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Posted: 1/15/2017 3:44:37 AM EDT
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My grandparents had one of these in their bedroom for as long as I can remember. Eskimo desk fan. Solid as a brick appliance that never had an issue. Other than grandkids cut fingers. Small price to pay for American iron and steel. This was a seriously good fan though. http://i.imgur.com/DhIzJMr.jpg View Quote The guard protected against likely accidental brushing into. Purposely sticking one's finger in it was not guarded against. Important lessons were taught by those fans that probably saved kids from much worse accidents with more dangerous equipment like lawn mowers. Lesson 1. Do not stick fingers in sharp rotating equipment. Lesson 2. Long lasting American appliances are better for your overall well being than getting in a car wreck to purchase another piece of shit chinese fan and give money to a country that wants to take over and attack you. |
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Grampa had packages of strychnine he kept in his garage to use on coyotes.
"See where it says poison? That skull and crossbones?" "Yes sir." "Don't mess with it." "Yes sir." |
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I have an old all steel fan I'm trying to restore, gotta get the motor rewound first, and then deal with wiring the thing.
Did you know there is an antique fan collectors club!? Yeah, I joined to help get parts. |
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My Grandma had a oven sized fan with no guard of any kind, looked like a ship propeller.
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When I was 9 or 10, I was tasked with removing the tubes from the TV so we could take them to be tested and find the bad one. Who knew an unplugged TV still held electricity?
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My Grandma had a oven sized fan with no guard of any kind, looked like a ship propeller. View Quote . I love the historical lack of regard for safety and long lives. Simply amazing how fucking BRAVE people were, back before penicillin, small pox vaccines, etc. No regard , no fucks given. Open spinning, unenclosed fan in the kitcheN: You kids stay awy from that... first and last warning. . Six or eight kids, oldest is me at eleven out patrolling in Cook Inlet with a wooden skiff, and outboard motor.... No radio, no GPS, no life jackets... just normal kids out fucking around on the OCEAN. That was regular normal 40 years ago, still is that way in the bush. |
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The old man had a bottle of nitroglycerin in a refrigerator out in the garage. Never knew why...
Not that nitro has ever been all that common a household item. |
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I remember going with my mom to the hardware store to buy a can of carbon tetrachloride "carbon tet" that she used to spot clean woolen clothes. Also, in my sunday school, there were several "Fire Grenades" that were actually glass balls about the size of a baseball, filled with carbon tet. When you threw the fire grenade at the base of a fire, the carbon tet would quickly evaporate and displace the oxygen, supposedly putting out the fire. The only problem was that being near the stuff when it evaporated meant that you didn't get any oxygen either. That stuff has been banned for years.
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DDT,, I remember during potato stray season , that we would ring out our soaked socks , and our feet and hands would be yellow for a week...
The pond where we got the water for the sprayer and where we would mix the DDT and toss the buckets, would have dead birds and frogs floating on the pond and not a bug in sight ..... I miss the freedom of lead paint, asbestos, moonshine, dynamite, our homemade soap that was so toxic we had to use wooden broom handle to mix , because it would eat threw steal Our used engine oil in the driveway to reduce dust, we would burn the tops of the potato plants with a fuel oil cart we'd tow with a tractor, would drip fuel over the green plant and a trailer with propane flame would light it up...... we used to love to do it at night. |
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DDT,, I remember during potato stray season , that we would ring out our soaked socks , and our feet and hands would be yellow for a week... The pond where we got the water for the sprayer and where we would mix the DDT and toss the buckets, would have dead birds and frogs floating on the pond and not a bug in sight ..... I miss the freedom of lead paint, asbestos, moonshine, dynamite, our homemade soap that was so toxic we had to use wooden broom handle to mix , because it would eat threw steal Our used engine oil in the driveway to reduce dust, we would burn the tops of the potato plants with a fuel oil cart we'd tow with a tractor, would drip fuel over the green plant and a trailer with propane flame would light it up...... we used to love to do it at night. View Quote |
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A long time ago, and several 'Statute O Limititations" have expired..... at age 13, I gained access to the high school chem lab.
Old school chem lab, back when they had the good stuff. I made off with one high grade, long mixing THERMOMETER, and a couple liters of fuming Nitric and concentrated Sulfuric acids... Bicycled down the drugstore for a pint of glycerin.... Got set up with rock salt, ice bath, baking soda, etc..... started mixing acids, pouring and stirring, as careful as a couple of 8th graders... After a long bit of stirring, and with some delay, THE reaction started to kick with some bit of drama, temperature was spiking fast, I got scared, ran the reaction beaker outside, stuffed it in the snow. We went inside and cringed for 10 minutes or so, got brave, warmed it up slow.... after dilution, and neutralizing with baking soda.... we dabbed out a few DROPS on paper towel, wrapped it in alum foil, and whacked it with a big 8 pound hammer. Stuff went bang every time, 3 drops would throw the hammer back at ya pretty sharply. make a tiny divot in the garage floor. . We massed up just about 3/4 cup of the pure stuff. Kept it in the kitchen freezer, told mom very sternly NOT to allow that particular jar to thaw. |
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In the tool shed there was the old pump up gasoline blowtorch which was as handy as a crescent wrench is today.
Seltzer water bottles. Sulfur sticks sometime used when smoking meat. Airsol spray cans with Freon as a contact cleaner. Full strength Hydrochloric, Sulfuric and Nitric acids available off the shelf at the neighborhood hardware store. Salt Peter (Potassium Nitrate) on the shelf in the local drug store. Things I and my friends did back in jr high which didn't even raise a ruckus then would land a student today in prison and make national news. |
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I remember my grandpa telling me when he caught me doing something stupid (more than one occasion), Boy, you're dangerous.
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I remember playing with Mercury, from broken thermometers, and using it to polish silver dimes. Most kids today have never even seen a real silver dime much less a pool of mercury. https://wpcron.files.wordpress.com/2014/10/mercury.gif?w=350&h=200&crop=1 View Quote |
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He he he Nitro...
Nitro Glycerin is no joke. Nitro Glycerol is much more stable and has about 80-90% punch per volume. Made Lead Azide in summer school - teacher was not aware of its end uses and did not recognize its potential. But that is what can happen when you hire someone with a degree in Organic Chemistry to teach a high school advanced Chem class. |
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Antrol ant poison really worked well when it was arsenic and sugar water.
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A long time ago, and several 'Statute O Limititations" have expired..... at age 13, I gained access to the high school chem lab. Old school chem lab, back when they had the good stuff. I made off with one high grade, long mixing THERMOMETER, and a couple liters of fuming Nitric and concentrated Sulfuric acids... Bicycled down the drugstore for a pint of glycerin.... Got set up with rock salt, ice bath, baking soda, etc..... started mixing acids, pouring and stirring, as careful as a couple of 8th graders... After a long bit of stirring, and with some delay, THE reaction started to kick with some bit of drama, temperature was spiking fast, I got scared, ran the reaction beaker outside, stuffed it in the snow. We went inside and cringed for 10 minutes or so, got brave, warmed it up slow.... after dilution, and neutralizing with baking soda.... we dabbed out a few DROPS on paper towel, wrapped it in alum foil, and whacked it with a big 8 pound hammer. Stuff went bang every time, 3 drops would throw the hammer back at ya pretty sharply. make a tiny divot in the garage floor. . We massed up just about 3/4 cup of the pure stuff. Kept it in the kitchen freezer, told mom very sternly NOT to allow that particular jar to thaw. View Quote |
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High school chemistry labs across the county were stocked with all kinds of dangerous chemicals in the 1950's, courtesy of the chemical industry.
For some reason, we had a large block of sodium metal in glass jug of kerosene on a shelf in the classroom. We got a new scintillation counter for measuring radiation. It would advance a light on the display over time as it detected radiation, giving an indication of the radiation level. It came with alpha, beta, and gamma ray samples. The samples would take a long amount of time to advance the lights. One day, we decided to try it on something we found stored in a closet in a large heavy lead box. As soon as my lab partner cracked open the lid, from across the room, the scintillation counter ran though all of the lights and off the scale immediately. We slammed the lid shut and never messed with it again. At the end of the quarter, we were instructed to built a test kit of chemicals to test an unknown chemical for the final. When the teacher saw my lab partners kit, she commented that he had enough cyanide to kill everyone in the city. I had even more in my kit. There was chemical in the classroom supply that was so deadly, that even the teacher was concerned. So she took it out back of the school and poured it into a hole in the ground she dug. |
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When I was 9 or 10, I was tasked with removing the tubes from the TV so we could take them to be tested and find the bad one. Who knew an unplugged TV still held electricity? View Quote I didn't until the repairman left the panel for the dial controls open when he ran back to his shop to get some parts or something. I was probably only 6-7 years old at the time when I reached in to grab a handful of dust that had accumulated in there... Don't know what I touched but BAM! Across the room I flew! Oh, and I almost forgot about calcium carbide. Couple of coffee cans with small nail hole in the bottom, a splash of water, wait a minute and put a match to it! |
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When I was 9 or 10, I was tasked with removing the tubes from the TV so we could take them to be tested and find the bad one. Who knew an unplugged TV still held electricity? View Quote Lol my Dad WARNED me and I STILL got lit up! Every little store had a tube tester. And shotgun shells and .22s. Pickled onions, pickles, and pretzel sticks. And grass shrimp, peelers, and bloodworms during the summer. |
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Guns!
The media told me they jump out of their case and kill people indiscriminately. Thank goodness I remedied that! |
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CANDLES! CANDLES SHOULD NEVER BE LIT IN A HOME
EXCEPT IN THE CASE OF AN EMERGENCY! thank you for listening. |
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Unvented gas heaters in bedrooms and bathrooms. And I used to be tasked with hooking them up when we moved. Nine years old installing open-flame gas appliances at the foot of my bed.
You know you have an old house when you have gas taps in bedrooms. |
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Grandma and grandpa smoked like steam ships inside. I don't miss those days.
We had a kerosene heater that was kept in the upstairs hallway. One night four year old me ended up tripping and landing right on top of it. I still have the scar on my stomach from the full thickness burns. Micromachines. Tiny little toy cars that caused the choking deaths of dozens of children annually. |
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Playing with mercury, jarts, army surplus asbestos used to wrap holes in mufflers and tailpipes, and some childhood experiments involving electrical outlets, wire, and a metal shelf.
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My grandparents had one of these in their bedroom for as long as I can remember. Eskimo desk fan. Solid as a brick appliance that never had an issue. Other than grandkids cut fingers. Small price to pay for American iron and steel. This was a seriously good fan though. http://i.imgur.com/DhIzJMr.jpg View Quote |
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I have owned a gun and had access to it and ammo 24/7 since I was 10.
Sharp knives. Poisons and chemicals. I rode a horse that I had climb up on the stall wall to get a on. I roamed the woods with a .22, matches, knife and old coffee can. I killed, cleaned and cooked small game on a regular basis. We chopped down trees with an axe and made forts. My parents didn't smoke but I have rode bikes to the store with my friend and bought smokes for his folks. Fireworks. Glorious fireworks. M80s and Cherry Bombs. We would unstring firecrackers and experiment. We'd put little green Army men over a buried fire cracker and blow them up. Shoot marbles out of a piece of pipe with firecrackers. It was a great time to be a kid. |
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Not so much dangerous as they were unloaded, but oh the memories of my dad's rifles and shotguns standing in a corner of my parents clothes closet and the enveloping sweet aroma of moth balls. I used to love going in there and feeling up the guns when I was a kid
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Phisoderm
(eta: the real stuff, 3% hexachlorophene) I must be invincible |
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About the only dangerous thing I had was my do it yourself rocket engines. Hollowed out a book to hid them as I thought my parents might not approve.
Came home one day to find the book empty. No words were ever spoken about it. Moved on to theoretical astrophysics. |
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Those old Christmas tree lights that got really hot. It's a wonder the trees never went up in flames.
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