I was about to post the same thing. I grew up in a very small (Wisconsin) town that never quite left the 1940s. Talk about a culture shock when I moved away to college.

I worked in a gas station where you didn't pay for your gas each time, we just wrote your name down on a sheet and asked you for the total at the end of the month. And no woman pumped her own gas!

In high school we had single-sex gym... the boys had shop, and the girls had home-ec.

We also had the shortened numbers! Sometime in late grade school we switched to having to dial all 7 numbers... before that my phone number was 7-0126... but most of my friends had 6-xxxx numbers because they lived in town and I lived in the country.

Milk delivery came every Saturday!