I'm so old I Remember when:

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Also the very popular burnt-orange shags! 🙄 The shag fibers did get sucked up/wound around the vacuum brushes as I recall...

I actually had green fern velvet patterned wallpaper on a shiny gold background in my early-70s bedroom, facing a wall I'd decorated with alternating columns of stick-on cork squares and marbled mirror tiles. I loved it! (My parents removed the cork & mirrors after I moved out but kept the flocked fern wallpaper...it was still there, in fine shape, after Dad passed in 2020. Surprised me since my folks loved everything beige - carpet, drapes, furniture....)
I grew up in a house full of that green carpet and a whole kitchen painted sunshine yellow.
 
I grew up in a house full of that green carpet and a whole kitchen painted sunshine yellow.
Our old house had asbestos type ceiling board that was flaking.... After dad died she had it taken out and a new drop ceiling put in and all the plaster walls paneled. The house was built in the 20's when there wasn't much of a building code I guess. We had no water heater and bath water was heated on the gas range. For the first couple of years we had an ice box not a fridge. Dad took the handles off of it before using it out side in his pole barn for odds and ends of nails and screws and such. It was one of those old child killer models where if a kid playing hide and seek hid in one it was often to late when they found him.
 
Our old house had asbestos type ceiling board that was flaking.... After dad died she had it taken out and a new drop ceiling put in and all the plaster walls paneled. The house was built in the 20's when there wasn't much of a building code I guess. We had no water heater and bath water was heated on the gas range. For the first couple of years we had an ice box not a fridge. Dad took the handles off of it before using it out side in his pole barn for odds and ends of nails and screws and such. It was one of those old child killer models where if a kid playing hide and seek hid in one it was often to late when they found him.
Amazing how much the world changes in one lifetime!
 
Our old house was all painted that color yellow. When we moved I persuaded my family to at least paint it orange-ish instead.
Our plastered walls were painted a hue of a pinkish purple. My family bought the house from an elderly widower. I guess he bought paint that was on sale or what his wife liked at the time. It could have been the only paint available based on the timing during the Great Depression.
 

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