Black & White TVs without remotes

We gave our old (colour) TV without remote to hubby's daughter a few years ago. Now when we go to visit her, I can't believe what a pain it is not to have the remote!

Go-Go boots: wasn't allowed to wear them; same with mini skirts; but red corduroy pants were okay! You know, the types that squish when you walk? Yeah, put those memories right up there with the worm ones!

The Mod Squad: me and my fellow Jesus freaks called ourselves the "God Squad";
Twiggy: my nickname at summer camp was Twigs; and my hair went all the way past my bum;
Slinkies: I still give them as Christmas gifts; I liked the ad jingle almost more than the slinky itself;
Hula Hoops: sigh, what lovely memories, along with Double Dutch skipping and midnight tag (why was I allowed to play that but not wear go-go boots?!)