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Nostalgia
Marner
Member Posts: 2,977
....riding home this afternoon,coming from the hunting camp,I turned on Sirius Radio! Out pops some '60's "rock".....man,was that a memory boost! Chuck Berry,Elvis,CCR Aretha,and B.B.......those were the days...now its "Boom" Blam,Bang Whop,Ugh!! Love my Serious Sirius! Beautiful day,low 80's....lite NW wind.....paradise....
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'66-'77
I remember the first time I heard In a Godda Davida, (Iron Butterfly) on the radio. All 17 minutes. They played killer stuff from about midnight to 2:00 Sat. nights.
This was always popular on those late nights. Ah, the memories.[8D]
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Thinking about fender skirts started me thinking about other words that quietly disappear from our language with hardly a notice. Like "curb feelers" and "steering knobs."
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Since I'd been thinking of cars, my mind naturally went that direction first.
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You kids will probably have to find some elderly person over 50 to explain some of these terms to you.
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Remember "Continental kits?" They were rear bumper extenders and spare tire covers that were supposed to make any car as cool as a Lincoln Continental.
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When did we quit calling them "emergency brakes?" At some point "parking brake" became the proper term. But I miss the hint of drama that went with "emergency brake."
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I'm sad, too, that almost all the old folks are gone who would call the accelerator the "foot feed."
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Here's a phrase I heard all the time in my youth but never anymore -
"store-bought." Of course, just about everything is store-bought these
days. But once it was bragging material to have a store-bought dress or a store-bought bag of candy.
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"Coast to coast" is a phrase that once held all sorts of excitement and now means almost nothing. Now we take the term "worldwide" for granted. This floors me.
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On a smaller scale, "wall-to-wall" was once a magical term in our homes. In the '50s, everyone covered their hardwood floors with, wow, wall-to-wall carpeting! Today, everyone replaces their wall-to-wall carpeting with hardwood floors. Go figure.
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When's the last time you heard the quaint phrase "in a family way?" It's hard to imagine that the word "pregnant" was once considered a little too graphic, a little too clinical for use in polite company. So we had all that talk about stork visits and "being in a family way" or simply "expecting."
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Apparently "brassiere" is a word no longer in usage. I said it the other day and my daughter cackled. I guess it's just "bra" now. "Unmentionables" probably wouldn't be understood at all.
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It's hard to recall that this word was once said in a whisper -"divorce." And no one is called a "divorcee" anymore.
Certainly not a "gay divorcee." Come to think of it, "confirmed bachelors" and "career girls" are long gone, too.
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Most of these words go back to the '50s, but here's a pure-'60s word I came across the other day - "rat fink." Ooh, what a nasty put-down!
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Here's a word I miss - "percolator." That was just a fun word to say. And what was it replaced with? "Coffeemaker." How dull. Mr. Coffee, I blame you for this.
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I miss those made-up marketing words that were meant to sound so modern and now sound so retro. Words like "DynaFlow" and "ElectraLuxe." Introducing the 1963 Admiral TV, now with "SpectraVision!"
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Food for thought - Was there a telethon that wiped out lumbago? Nobody complains of that anymore. Maybe that's what castor oil cured, because I never hear mothers threatening their kids with castor oil anymore.
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Some words aren't gone, but are definitely on the endangered list. The one that grieves me most - "supper."
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Save a great word. Invite someone to supper. Discuss fender skirts.
Don't assume malice for what stupidity can explain.
I stumbled upon my last post before returning to basic some eight years ago.
Somewhere in the vast open plains of cyberspace sits a small town and a not-so quiet lil' saloon. Smoking jackets and thick skin are the only required attire. It's a lively place where the house drink is Bob's best, garnished with olives and pimentos. People are quick to pick a fight and even quicker to make friends again. It's the kind of place where anyone can be anything they want to be. In the end, that's where you'll find me.