The Jukebox

[PecolaR]

Jukeboxes started with the name Automatic coin-operated Phonographs. Two men by the name of Louis Grass and William S. Arnold came up with a neat way to listen to music. Thus the Jukebox was born. San Francisco was the first city to experience such a unique way to listen to music. The name of the place that first received the Jukebox was the Palais Royale Saloon. Six months after the Jukebox had been bringing joy and fun to others lives. A profit of $1,000+ was brought in by this jazzy machine. From 1889 until the 1930's Juke had seen it's fare share of ups and down's . Finally in 1930 is when the Southerners decided to rename Automatic Coin-Operated Phonographs to Jukebox. Jukebox is a more catchy name. While Automatic Coin-Operated Phonographs is too boring and technical. It's alright to go technical, but sometimes too boring and too technical. To view more about Juke Boxes go to About.com and put the history of jukeboxes in the search engine.

 

[FWAmie]

My great-grandma used to talk about when she was younger and would listen to the jukebox. Its amazing how far we have come from that. But when I was growing up I never really thought my great grandma was old. But now that I am 25 and she has been gone for a while now, I am starting to notice how things were so different from her growing up to when I grew up. She always used to say things like "back in my day.... Now you have this and you have that" type things. Or another thing that she brought up to me one day was the way things changed for words. Like for example, thong only meant what we now call flip flops and not "Underwear for women" there were a few other words she told me about but I always thought she was kidding. Or that it really couldn't be that different. But as I look back things were so much different. They almost seemed so simpler back then, than they are now days...

 

[PecolaR]

My great-grandma used to talk about when she was younger and would listen to the jukebox. Its amazing how far we have come from that. But when I was growing up I never really thought my great grandma was old. But now that I am 25 and she has been gone for a while now, I am starting to notice how things were so different from her growing up to when I grew up. She always used to say things like "back in my day.... Now you have this and you have that" type things. Or another thing that she brought up to me one day was the way things changed for words. Like for example, thong only meant what we now call flip flops and not "Underwear for women" there were a few other words she told me about but I always thought she was kidding. Or that it really couldn't be that different. But as I look back things were so much different. They almost seemed so simpler back then, than they are now days...

My great-grandmother passed away before our was born. But we use to always go and visit her grave site. I always called her the lady with the flowers, when I was younger until of course I become old enough to understand who she really was to me. My grandma is 83 years old and will be 84 in August. I love that women to death. She is so cool for a grandma. I can sit down and talk to her all I want. We both share the common background of religious beliefs. My great -grandma which was her mother , had eleven children and they had to go to church growing up. We call my great-grandma , Grandma and my grandma Nana. Well, from what I was told Grandma did not play when it came to going to church as well as doing chores or the siblings watching out for one another. This wonderful women use to literally sew my great aunts and uncles, and Nana's clothes from hand. She made the girls underwear and the boys briefs, socks , and so forth. A very religious woman of God. My Nana installed the same rules to my mother, aunts and uncles. They had to go to church when they were younger and tend to their chores or there were consequences. Those consequences were not great either. But I was taught about juke boxes and I guess they were a jazzy way for people to get down, as they say. Dancing was popular just as much as it is today. Just like back then those who knew how to dance were in or cool.

 

[Cadus]

It's weird with how popular jukeboxes used to be that there isn't an equivalent in today's society. Like I don't see anything similar anywhere these days.

Unless they're still all over the place in bars, which they very well could be. I don't ever go to bars.

 

[FWAmie]

My great-grandmother passed away before our was born. But we use to always go and visit her grave site. I always called her the lady with the flowers, when I was younger until of course I become old enough to understand who she really was to me. My grandma is 83 years old and will be 84 in August. I love that women to death. She is so cool for a grandma. I can sit down and talk to her all I want. We both share the common background of religious beliefs. My great -grandma which was her mother , had eleven children and they had to go to church growing up. We call my great-grandma , Grandma and my grandma Nana. Well, from what I was told Grandma did not play when it came to going to church as well as doing chores or the siblings watching out for one another. This wonderful women use to literally sew my great aunts and uncles, and Nana's clothes from hand. She made the girls underwear and the boys briefs, socks , and so forth. A very religious woman of God. My Nana installed the same rules to my mother, aunts and uncles. They had to go to church when they were younger and tend to their chores or there were consequences. Those consequences were not great either. But I was taught about juke boxes and I guess they were a jazzy way for people to get down, as they say. Dancing was popular just as much as it is today. Just like back then those who knew how to dance were in or cool.

Ya from what I found out about my great-grandma, she was raised in a convent until she was 18. They used to put her in a straight jacket because they thought she was possessed by the devil... As to why I actually never found out. But I also found out that my great-grandmother was married to my grandpa, which I found out when i was 15 that he was my step-grandpa, the only way I found that out was because my moms mom always called him by his name and not dad. So I asked about it. But from what I was told my great-grandma left the convent and met my bio grandpa, got married, did the whole have kids thing. But I also found out that he was an extreme "skirt chaser" as my great-grandma like to put it.

I actually did finally meet my bio grandpa. Which no one told me where we were going or who we were going to see. But I remember walking in the nursing home and going to see this old man in his bed. My moms mom busted out in tears, which I stood there looking dumb founded, not know who the man was. Then my grandma told me that it was her real dad. I kind of waved at him and he looked at me and cried. As to why, I will never actually know. But that was the day he died. I was told they were going to give him morphine to sleep, so didn't think anything of it. But he had a heart monitor on and they gave him the morphine and right before he fell asleep he grabbed my hand and smiled at me. Then next thing I knew the monitor flat lined. I freaked out yelled for a nurse. That is when I found out about being able to basically kill someone with morphine.

Needless to say, I realize there are a lot of things that your family really does hid from you. Its almost crazy.

 

[PecolaR]

Ya from what I found out about my great-grandma, she was raised in a convent until she was 18. They used to put her in a straight jacket because they thought she was possessed by the devil... As to why I actually never found out. But I also found out that my great-grandmother was married to my grandpa, which I found out when i was 15 that he was my step-grandpa, the only way I found that out was because my moms mom always called him by his name and not dad. So I asked about it. But from what I was told my great-grandma left the convent and met my bio grandpa, got married, did the whole have kids thing. But I also found out that he was an extreme "skirt chaser" as my great-grandma like to put it.


I actually did finally meet my bio grandpa. Which no one told me where we were going or who we were going to see. But I remember walking in the nursing home and going to see this old man in his bed. My moms mom busted out in tears, which I stood there looking dumb founded, not know who the man was. Then my grandma told me that it was her real dad. I kind of waved at him and he looked at me and cried. As to why, I will never actually know. But that was the day he died. I was told they were going to give him morphine to sleep, so didn't think anything of it. But he had a heart monitor on and they gave him the morphine and right before he fell asleep he grabbed my hand and smiled at me. Then next thing I knew the monitor flat lined. I freaked out yelled for a nurse. That is when I found out about being able to basically kill someone with morphine.

Needless to say, I realize there are a lot of things that your family really does hid from you. Its almost crazy.

That is sad to here. I think we all have secrets that we hide because we don't want people to think anything of us or because of our families. At least for me I will admit I have some secrets that I have told some friends , but members in my family because I didn't want them to be crazy behind my secrets. Now that my mom has passed I still won't tell them because I don't want to disrespect her honor. But at least I have admitted my sins to God , that's all that really counts as long as I repent to him . That is really all that is needed. I think that is sad that you never got to bond with your grandpa and that you didn't get to meet him until it was too late. You have me trying to wonder and guess about your grandma as well. Maybe one day you can sit down and ask you mom , what the deal was with your grandma. Back than I believe they was always thinking someone was possessed because of the way people act , they weren't use to people acting out of character back in those days. But there wasn't probably anything wrong with your grandma, it probably was a misunderstanding. But I was there ,so I don't know and I don't know if you believe in God or anything, but possession is a real thing. It can happen at the drop of a dime, especially if you don't have that convenient with God.

 

[FWAmie]

I actually called my moms mom last night. From what she told me the convent that my great-grandmother was in did not believe other religions to be part of "the religion" meaning the convent was catholic, but from what my grandma told me, my great-grandmother was actually born to a Jewish family. Oh trust me, I am a very firm believer of possession.... But won't really get into all that... Also found out that my bio grandpa was actually never told about my mother and her brothers and sisters. Which means he never even knew about us great-grand kids either. I asked why he was never told and she told me that he wasn't exactly someone that she wanted her kids and grand kids around. I didn't ask for her to be specific, but I think I got the hint loud and clear. I also found out that, even though my mothers mom seems to be so "relaxed" with the way she raised her kids. (Meaning she let my mother start smoking at 10 and my mother had me at 14 years old) was because my great-grandma was really strict with her growing up. But not the abusive kind of strict. Just the, you have chores to everyday, school work, no out after dark, and no dating until you are much older than 15, also if you messed up you actually got your butt knocked a good one... Which actually explains why my mother and her brothers and sisters never mouthed off to my great-grandma. Except my uncle did once and she just popped him a good one right in the mouth. Which I thought was just awesome, considering my uncle is 6'1 and she was only 4'9. But I had never seen my great-grandma ever do that, so it was a little shocked.

 

[rachellove22]

I remember restaurants and bars having a jukebox when I was growing up. I always wanted to pick a song to play whenever I would see one. Now that we are so far into technology these machines are almost non-existent. When you go into the bar now you will see a digital version of the jukebox that is nothing more than a huge Ipod. Boy how I miss the good old days.

 

[MMkaho]

I came across a broken Jukebox that needed a minimum of $1000 to repair they were selling it for $200 but at the time i couldnt afford to repair it, would have been a great addition to our living room