Heavens to Murgatroyd….was an expression popularized by the cartoon character Snagglepuss, a regular on the Yogi Bear Show in the 1960s. Murgatroyd! Do you remember that word?
Tell a youngster that in your youth, you drove a Jalopy. They will be totally confused and ask, “What is a Jalopy?”
Well, I hope you are Hunky Dory after you read this and get a Chuckle from it.
Some old expressions have become obsolete because of the unstoppable invasion of technology. These phrases included: A kodak moment, Don’t touch that dial, Carbon copy, You sound like a broken record, and Hung out to dry.
Back in the olden days we had a lot of moxie. We’d put on our best bib and tucker, to straighten up and fly right.
Heavens to Betsy! Gee whillikers! Jumping Jehoshaphat! Holy Moley!
We were in like Flynn and living the life of Riley; behind our backs we may have been called a knucklehead, a nincompoop or a pill. But not to our face….Not for all the tea in China!
Remember when life was SWELL? When is the last time anything was swell? Swell has gone the way of beehives, pageboys, knickers, fedoras, poodle skirts, saddle shoes, and pedal pushers.
Kilroy was here…..but he isn’t anymore.
We wake up from what surely has been just a short nap, and before we can say, “Well, I’ll be a monkey’s uncle!” We discover that the words we grew up with, the words that seemed as common as oxygen, have vanished with scarcely a notice from our tongues, pens and keyboards.
Poof, go the words of our youth, the words we’ve left behind. We blink, and they’re gone. Where have all those great phrases gone?
Long gone: Pshaw, The milkman did it. Hey! It’s your nickel. Don’t forget to pull the chain. Knee high to a grasshopper. Well, Fiddlesticks! Going like sixty. Okidoki, I’ll see you in the funny papers. Don’t take any wooden nickels. Wake up and smell the roses.
It turns out there are more of these lost words and expressions than Carter has liver pills. This can be disturbing stuff! (Carter’s Little Liver Pills are gone too!)
Leaves us to wonder where Superman will find a phone booth.
See ya later, alligator!
WE ARE THE CHILDREN OF THE FABULOUS PAST. NO ONE WILL EVER HAVE THAT OPPORTUNITY AGAIN. WE WERE GIVEN A PRECIOUS GIFT: BEING BLESSED TO LIVE IN AMERICA WHEN ALL AMERICANS LOVED OUR COUNTRY. THANKS TO THE DEDICATION AND MORALS HANDED DOWN TO US BY THE “GREATEST GENERATION!”
2 thoughts on “ON MY SOAPBOX…Life needs a rewind button”
It’s sad when the whole society sits around thinking about their pronouns to try to make normal people miserable hell I can remember when you could say my ass is the blackest meaning I was wrong and my butt needed brushing nothing racial at all could you imagine that today keep up the good work Shelia brings back a lot of SWELL memories