tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post5784976255562688049..comments2024-03-28T21:22:17.322-04:00Comments on The AC is On: The Ups and Downs of MemoryAnvilcloudhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07974744042579564912noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-71306093304505299042018-03-06T20:22:24.301-05:002018-03-06T20:22:24.301-05:00I've seen those piloted elevators in Japan.I've seen those piloted elevators in Japan.Kayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07461569436322815787noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-36965418806161573162018-03-06T15:35:47.252-05:002018-03-06T15:35:47.252-05:00I have never seen a lift with an operator! Your li...I have never seen a lift with an operator! Your lift story triggered a memory here, too. I remember a paternoster lift in the town near where I grew up. I liked jumping in and out, it would just go up and down and round without ever stopping. We used to take a bus into town when I was maybe 12 and ride the paternoster. The brave could stay in and go all the way round. We had to take care not being caught by the shop assistants. Christinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11883091348839145603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-91432480390835600652018-03-06T10:45:51.644-05:002018-03-06T10:45:51.644-05:00I cannot remember the last time I was in an elevat...I cannot remember the last time I was in an elevator with an operator!<br />I grew up in down town Toronto, but didn't go on elevators much. Jenn Jilkshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05259681360456905055noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-32900735773361225602018-03-06T02:39:56.806-05:002018-03-06T02:39:56.806-05:00I have only ever known the fully automated ones. B...I have only ever known the fully automated ones. But I loved (in fact, still do) to push all the buttons when getting out. Especially if there were a lot of floors!Marahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04464946195661953578noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-47303368596401223832018-03-05T16:36:34.636-05:002018-03-05T16:36:34.636-05:00Very nice memories! I had not thought of elevator...Very nice memories! I had not thought of elevator drivers in a long time. <br /><br />PipeTobaccoPipeTobaccohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17746884792061867611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-75110360871292068022018-03-05T15:22:50.077-05:002018-03-05T15:22:50.077-05:00Lol. Very up-lifting post, AC! Down-lifting too!Lol. Very up-lifting post, AC! Down-lifting too!Marie Smithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03882722634065183364noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-88595777643058068762018-03-05T14:47:00.917-05:002018-03-05T14:47:00.917-05:00It's interesting the way our memory works..som...It's interesting the way our memory works..sometimes we remember the oddest things. <br />My parents live.. I used to live in an apartment building with 13 floors.. we lived on the 11th. And while it seemed like no big deal to us whenever we had kids come over they always wanted to ride the elevator up and down. Hena Tayebhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15419428884435062756noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-54450409378022526752018-03-05T13:12:17.734-05:002018-03-05T13:12:17.734-05:00Oh, I remember those "piloted" elevators...Oh, I remember those "piloted" elevators. This post takes me back to the movie, The Apartment, where Shirley McClain was an elevator operator in some department store or business building. I really miss the old department stores, thinking back. They had recored departments, book departments, along with everything else you can find in today's stores. They were really classy in so many ways.Elizabeth Varadan, Authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01708206753256682635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-74484842934422357742018-03-05T10:34:39.390-05:002018-03-05T10:34:39.390-05:00Our older elevators here had gates too. They also...Our older elevators here had gates too. They also had little fold down seats for the pilot. :)Magehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333086721654817750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-5153937464163806312018-03-05T10:23:37.676-05:002018-03-05T10:23:37.676-05:00Even more to operating those old ones, Marty. The ...Even more to operating those old ones, Marty. The operator had to be certain the cage floor stopped evenly with the outside floor. <br />At our doctor's office I waited for the elevator with my youngest, and another mother and toddler. Mine was about three. The elevator stopped, the doors opened and there was no elevator. My child darted forward and I barely stopped her. She was looking at the cables and saying "Where's the magic stuff? Where's the magic stuff?" And yes, it was every mother's worst nightmare.<br />That daughter would have loved piloting an elevator, too.Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16601010208310707750noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6998770.post-46460659042816097882018-03-05T09:39:50.158-05:002018-03-05T09:39:50.158-05:00Although I can't imagine spending my entire da...Although I can't imagine spending my entire day driving people up and down in an elevator, some of those older models did look at first glance like they required a little skill. First there was that accordion of folding diagonals to pull across, and then the heavy bar to pull that closed the outer doors. Martyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02366449267039641100noreply@blogger.com