Old Enough To Remember?

I was in the first grade when I found how to build a foxhole radio in a library book.

100 turns of wire on a paper-towel tube, and a pencil lead and blue razor-blade detector.

The head of my bed was next to the tub access panel, so I had a handy ground.

I could see the red lights on the tower of my favorite station, so I had plenty of signal strength.
 
I had something better back in the early eighties. A filling that could pick up short wave radio when laying in bed. It was mostly morse code but if I moved the bed to another orientation I would get a broad cast.
It was every night dah dah dit dah dah dit dit dah das dit..... not stopping all night. the filing was removed and Salmmer the human radio was no more.
 
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Got my butt spanked with on of these too
 
Not only did I learn how to use my mom's treadle, when she got an electric, I figured out how to attach and use the button-hole attachment.

I taught her how to crochet after watching her friend try and fail to teach her. I asked to try, then I taught her how later the same day.
 
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