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Aug 13, 2019 09:52:46   #
Remember all of them-loved the Fifties !! Glad I got in those times ! Thanks.
Aug 13, 2019 09:54:01   #
We named our daughter Troy back in 1962. My husband always said Heavens to Murgatroy which made her laugh. All through her life until he passed away his nickname for her was Murgy.
Aug 13, 2019 09:54:52   #
Didn't read them all, but the "jalopy" one was too funny.
Aug 13, 2019 10:02:33   #
OH loved these, sadly I remembered ALL !
Aug 13, 2019 10:14:14   #
tobo11 (a regular here)
scottybearNSW wrote:
I remember those sayings.

Me too. I still say holely moley.
Aug 13, 2019 10:14:53   #
Nanknit wrote:

Kerfuffle was another word we used.

Judge Judy uses this word (kerfulle) all the time....and I smile every time I hear her say it.

I remember murgatroy but had to google:
Aug 13, 2019 10:22:12   #
Thanks for a walk down memory lane.
Aug 13, 2019 10:24:34   #
That's awesome!
Aug 13, 2019 10:32:22   #
marimont wrote:
I still use 'pshaw'. Also, piffle. patooie, phooey, crymony, patootie and cawabonga (Howdy Doody and Ninja Turtles).

I told my niece she was a Cutie Patootie, and she asked me what a Patootie was. lol.
Aug 13, 2019 10:39:58   #
Not yet mentioned but I remember wearing: jodhpurs and also poodle skirts with big crinolines
Aug 13, 2019 10:47:00   #
MartyCare (a regular here)
NRoberts wrote:
The 30's and the 40's bought the 50's with tears, stamina, endurance and their lives. The 50's and early 60's were the best time to grow up for most of us.
For sure! My classmates and I are the leading edge of the baby boomers, born in 1946. Dr Spock wrote his book saying that parents are smart enough to know, with his help, what is right for their children. People like my parents who put their wedding on hold until The War was over were ready to settle down and start a family. Schools and whole neighborhoods were built for us. TV was new, and that showed us kids what other kids were like. We felt part of a group, with kids all over the country. OK, we were spoiled. But it was a great time to grow up. Now since my classmates and I reached retirement age, there are more services for "Seniors" and all sorts of new devices and aids, better wheelchairs and walkers... Large print books, computers that help older people if we take the effort to learn to use them. So many good inventions, made for us adored post-WWII babies.
Aug 13, 2019 10:52:10   #
MartyCare (a regular here)
sigridsmith wrote:
I grew up white in Maryland in the 50's. ... Yeah, those were the good old days. Such great memories.
Yep, I agree. That was unfair, violently unfair. As I said, it was great for my classmates and me. We weren't even aware of kids like us who did not have the opportunities, the basic civil rights, that we had.
Aug 13, 2019 10:53:07   #
fancythatfancythis (a regular here)
I remember everyone of these, and still use a lot of them, betcha bottom dollar!
craftybetty wrote:
Mergatroyd! Do you remember that word? Would you believe the spell-checker did not recognize the word Mergatroyd? Heavens to Mergatroyd!

The other day a not so elderly (I say 75) lady said something to her son about driving a Jalopy; and he looked at her quizzically and said, "What the heck is a Jalopy?" He had never heard of the word jalopy! She knew she was old ... But not that old.

Well, I hope you are Hunky Dory after you read this and chuckle.

About a month ago, I illuminated some old expressions that have become obsolete because of the inexorable march of technology. These phrases included: 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 , tostraighten up and fly right.

Heavens to Betsy! Gee whillikers! Jumping Jehoshaphat! Holy Moley!

We were in like Flynn and living the life of Riley ; and even a regular guy couldn't accuse us of being a knucklehead, a nincompoop or a pill. Not for all the tea in China!

Back in the olden days, life used to be swell, but when's the last time anything was swell? Swell has gone the way of beehives, pageboys and the D.A.; of spats, knickers, fedoras, poodle skirts, saddle shoes, and pedal pushers.

Oh, my aching back! 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!" Or, "This is a fine kettle of fish!" We discover that the words we grew up with, the words that seemed omnipresent, as oxygen, have vanished with scarcely a notice from our tongues and our pens and our 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. 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! Okidoki.

You'll notice they left out "Monkey Business"!!!

Mergatroyd! Do you remember that word? Would yo... (show quote)
Aug 13, 2019 10:54:06   #
Jessica-Jean wrote:
I must be strange. I found nothing at all "peaceful and comfortable" about the McCarthy Era, public service announcements on what to do in case of an atomic bomb - Duck and Cover. I wasn't feeling very comfortable during air-raid drills - crouched as small as I could make myself with a student from an older grade on all fours over me and both of us under a desk in the classroom. Creeping Communism. Spending a summer in my teens taking classes on how to survive in the basement of the house after an A-Bomb fell on NYC; I was in north central Massachusetts, Leominster to be exact. Daily newsreels (remember them?) on TV showing the 'action' in black and white in Korea, in colour in Viet-Nam. Then there was Dr. Timothy Leary and his ideas to upset what was already messed up!

Nope! The children of the fifties did not grow up in "peaceful and comfortable times", and the boys spent more time worrying about the Draft than who to take to the prom. I wouldn't go back for anything.
I must be strange. I found nothing at all "pe... (show quote)

I think you are "throwing the baby out with the bath water"...the basic article was good and fun. The words and phrases she cited are gone forever to be replaced by the effects of technology. I grew up in the late 40's-50's had a great childhood and as a child ignorant and unaware of anything political as I believe children's lives should be.
Aug 13, 2019 10:55:44   #
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