Hard to forget that spring. I think that there's still a bump from it when it broke the skin. Boy, did she get drilled deep when that happened. :lmao: So you must have seen it somewhere to remember that.
First TV? :scratchchin: I think I was about 2. It was one of those super combo units that had the TV, phonograph (record player for you younguns) and radio all in the same cabinet. I don't know if it was Zenith or RCA. But as kids, my sis and I never watched it, we had too many real human friends outside. Not make pretend friends like kids have today.
We had our bicycles, skates and imaginations. Just be home for supper and in the winter, it was when the street lights came on. We hated when it rained. That meant that we were stuck in the house with Mom. And Mom always found something for us to do. Cleaning, laundry, cooking, etc...