As a geezer, I still miss phone booths, especially the old wooden ones with doors that shut at the bus or train station.
I also miss the automat where you could put in a quarter or so and open a door and get your pie or sandwich. I haven’t seen one of these in years. The last one I saw was probably in Philadelphia in the mid fifties.
As a kid I actually saw a flea circus. It was helpful to have a magnifying glass.
That is why I am the old Sarge