You know what makes me feel "dated" more than anything else? More than all the gadgets (microwave ovens, cell phones, pocket calculators – now relics themselves! – video games, etc.) that have come and gone. More than all the social changes (I was born during the civil rights era). More than any of the other changes in how we live, it's this:
When I was young, ladies always wore hats and gloves when they went out.
Being only a child I was often exempted, or allowed to skip the gloves and count a headband or a scarf as a hat, but when we went downtown or to church I had to have a proper hat — a stiff little bowl with a brim (white in the summertime and navy the rest of the year) — and little white gloves. I even had a little pair of white lace gloves for my First Communion that afterwards I could wear to church, when I remembered or when I could find both of them.