I remember when newspaper classified ads for jobs were divided into two sections: Help Wanted Men, and Help Wanted Women.
I remember when most newspapers had a “Society” section. This was where women of means could get themselves mentioned or introduce their daughters as debutantes.
One more thing about newspapers. I remember that when mobsters were shot, grisly photos of their dead bodies would be plastered all over the front page. I remember all of this trivial stuff about newspapers because as a 10 year-old paperboy I read each day’s paper as I folded them.
