When DLers talk about their Moms, this is what I picture

That middle lady would be my Mom after I had gone to bed for the night.

Yup, right down to the cheap beer.

Now, they are some Broads!

100% accurate

Betty, Midge, and Theresa.

More like grandnieces.

My mom never drank or smoked… otherwise, yes, 100% (especially the hair).

OP I picture Cher in Mermaids. A fun loving gal who likes to slather on make-up, smoke, drink and fuck married men before fleeing town in the middle of the night.

Pretty much nailed it.

The ashtray is the size of a satellite dish.

Nah. My ma would be wearing an apron over her house dress standing in front of her basement stove stirring a big pot of her "ragu" with a wooden spoon and smiling cheerfully for the camera.

My mom had the big hair, but she never smoked. But she would be right there with her sisters sitting at the bar. She had 6 sisters, and everyone of them had a "rumpus room" in the basement, which included a bar. They were each others friends all through life, and every Saturday night would meet at one of their houses for cards, dancing, nibbles....everyone smoked, you couldn't see anyone from the waist up. Those were the best times. Lots of swearing in Italian.

If one of them were in tennis whites, yes.

I think that’s my Aunt Carol’s basement.

[quote]The ashtray is the size of a satellite dish.

People smoked one cig after another back in those days, they needed huge ashtrays.

The lady with the cig looks like a "Doris" to me. The one on the left looks like a "Barbara" and the one on the right looks like a "Margaret."

Spot on, except maybe drinking Manhattans or Old-Fashioneds.

My mother never smoked. Her lips never touched alcohol. And the only profanity I ever heard her utter was the word jackass. In these matters, the apple didn’t fall (too) far from the tree.

^ BORE

Pretty close, except my mom looks like Velma, Dinkley not Vontussle.

Yup, they look like my mom and her sisters. Ashtrays (most were large) in every room of the house except my bedroom and sister's bedroom. 🤮

OMG YES!

I’ll be having nightmares for weeks now.

No you aren't wrong, OP. Lol, those ladies remind me of my Aunts and my Sisters in Law. Especially my oldest Sister in Law. She loved drinking and smoking and she really liked my dad and he liked her. That's a great photo.

[quote]That middle lady would be my Mom after I had gone to bed for the night.

My mom never a smoker, but I think that would've been my mom too. Most pictures of my mom seem to involve cooking or lugging around kids. When I see younger pictures of my mom rocking her Jackie Kennedy look, it makes me think I never really knew her as a person, which makes me kind of sad.

A DLers mom passed out drunk on the lawn back in the day.

Mom smoked and had way bigger hair than those heifers, she jacked that stuff up big with long spit curls, then the hairspray, lots, and the thick film it left.

My mother smoked filterless Pall Malls and was proud of it!

My mom smoked Benson & Hedges 100s, the "classy" cigs. I don't think they're even made anymore. They had some slick advertising.

Mine too R28! They were the cigs with the highest tar content. Yum!

Yes r29 they were strong as shit. My mom smoked the full-flavored ones and when I was a teenager I'd swipe one from her pack now and then. It was like smoking pure tar!

So did my mother, R27, but she switched to BelAirs because of the Raleigh Coupons, and her Aunt Betty smoked Raleigh non-filters (she died of cancer) and gave Mom hers so she was racking it in.

Her best friend, Big Rose (RIP 2023), did not smoke. They and my aunts Hildegard and Alma, a friend Milly who I now see was on the spectrum, neighbors Wanda and Marie, my two sisters and occasional cousins and friends would converge at our house on Friday nights after bowling around 10 pm to talk, eat and drink coffee . My sisters and cousins were beer drinkers by 21 but the ladies didn't drink. Boxes of doughnuts, sacks of White castles, toasted sandwiches, rarebit, pizza, oven appetizers, occasional German dishes, Mom's Barbecued Ribs Aloha, or my grandmother would surprise them with her perfect waffles and ham steaks. Never an argument, unlike every other time of the week.

My grandmother and grandfather both smoked the old Pall Mall with no filters. Strong as hell, I don't know how people used to smoke those things, they were just much.

Yes. Perfect.

Parliaments

They were just TOO much.

When I smoked it was Parliaments, they were so tasty delicious. I quit years ago and I still miss those damn things.

My grandmother chain smokes Parliaments (she used to send me into store to buy them when I six or seven — no one ever asked any questions) until she developed Alzheimer’s and forgot she smoked.

^*

**chain smoked**

[quote] My mother never smoked. Her lips never touched alcohol.

MARY.

[quote] Mom's Barbecued Ribs Aloha

Recipe, please? (Just kidding.)

My mom would hold a cigarette, but rarely inhaled.

My Grandmother always said a true lady would never drink beer directly from the can.

We had huge ashtrays, plus smaller ashtrays, in our house. Both of my parents smoked.

My parents drank black coffee, no sugar. Folgers.

My mom began drinking in maybe her 40s. Not sure why she never drank before that. She drank Scotch. Before she started drinking Scotch, she was a beer drinker. Not much wine.

My mother drank J & B with a splash of Galliano. Couldn’t talk to her until she was on her second cocktail.

And many DLers are imitating those moms down to the Virginia Slims

These are the topics of conversation, in no particular order:

1) That divorced tramp, Alberta, whose husband left her for his secretary

2) School integration: the one on the end is okay with it

3) The prices at Penney's versus Marshall Field's

4) How Martha Boyd had to get a part-time job

5) Belle and Amy on the Secret Storm and Lisa on World Turns

6) How the one in the middle needs a new washer/dryer

I would respectfully add to R44's list 7) Discussions about getting their cheap-assed husbands to buy a dishwasher.

As a kid, a lot of people didn't have dishwashers and I recall that when we (finally) bought a new house, my mom held a hard line on getting a built-in dishwasher.