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    Heavens to Murgatroyd!    Would you believe the email spell checker did
not recognize the word murgatroyd?


Lost Words from our childhood:


Words gone as fast as the buggy whip! Sad really! The other day a not so
elderly (65) lady said something to her son about driving a Jalopy and he
looked at her quizzically and said what the heck is a Jalopy? OMG (new
phrase!) he 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...  by
Richard Lederer


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 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, 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 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 nickel

Heavens  to  Murgatroyd!                   


It turns out there are more of these lost words and expressions

than Carter has liver pills. This can be disturbing stuff !


We of a certain age have been blessed to live in changeful times. For a
child each new word is like a shiny toy, a toy that has no age. We at the
other end of the chronological arc have the advantage of rememberingthere
are words that once did not exist and there were words that once strutted
their hour upon the earthly stage and now are heard no more, except in our
collective memory. It's one of the greatest advantages of aging. 


See ya later, alligator!