The good couch was protected so well that sitting on it in summer meant sticking to it.They were the coolest bed in town until someone had to move one.Getting a clear picture meant adjusting the antenna, and sometimes standing perfectly still.Family vacation slideshows in a dark living room were a beloved, or dreaded, tradition.Every typo meant reaching for correction fluid or starting the page all over again.Calling someone to dinner from across the house felt very high-tech.Every home seemed to have one perfect room that nobody was actually allowed to use.Fridges and stoves came in bold colors like avocado green and harvest gold.Dialing a number with lots of nines took patience.A big wooden cabinet held the record player and radio, and it doubled as furniture.Entire rooms were covered in dark wood walls that made every basement look the same.Thick, fluffy carpet covered floors everywhere, and some people even owned a special rake for it.Stepping down into a cozy conversation pit was the height of home style.Even homes where nobody smoked kept ashtrays out for guests.Fresh glass bottles showed up in a little box by the front door every morning.
