Lost Smells

Last week, I bemoaned the loss of that indelibly fall smell, burning leaves. At a recent Curmudgeon Societé Generale meeting, my fellow curmudgeons started in on me about a world of lost smells.

To wit: Ditto machines, vacuum tube electronics, telephone books, chalk dust, Polaroid film, Magic Markers, cap gun caps, and the old "new car smell."  Even the morning coffee smells pale in comparison to the old days when coffee was perked and filled the house with the smell of coffee.

And these are just from OUR generation. Our noses weep for their loss...which is pretty gross.