Written for RDP, where sgeoil asks us
to get creative with the word βslinkyβ.
Thanks, Heather! Hereβs my take.
Tag: Toys
Did You Know?
What was the first toy advertised on TV?
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Written for Sammiβs Weekend Writing
Prompt #426 using the word βplethoraβ;
in exactly 67 words, this is my take.
And The Music Goes Round And Round
Written for Keith Allenβs Various Ramblings of a Nostalgic Italian
and his new blog βThe Toy In Your Lifeβ. Hereβs what I had to say.

For as long as I can remember, music has been in my life in one form or another. There was never a time when I was not singing in a choir or choral group, either in church or school. My family was musical and the house was always alive with radio music, records playing, someone practicing the piano, someone else playing the mandolin, someone tinkering with the guitar, recorder, squeezebox, drums, and everyone singing, singing, singing.
I will always remember my Christmas present when I was 12 years old β¦ a portable record player which my parents repeatedly made very clear was notΒ βa toyβ. I knew that! The toy phonographs came with Howdy Doody decals or Mickey Mouse ears and were made out of cardboard painted to look like leather or plastic. I had those toy record players which didn’t last very long; this was the real deal. To me, my teal blue General Electric Solid State record player was βthe Holy Grailβ! My parents spent βgood money on that thingβ and expected me to treat it with respect. What they didnβt predict was how I would worship that suitcase phonograph every day of my life.
This baby had built-in speakers that really blew! And a real diamond tip needle. My older cousin Joseph taught me the proper way to raise and lower the arm and how to safely get the dust off my records. My parents gave me and my sister a weekly allowance and I used most of my money to buy records.
The first 45 to grace my record player was βDa Doo Ron Ronβ by the Crystals (which was prophetic because βhis name was Billβ!). The early girl groups were my idols; I loved their sound and their lyrics were perfect for young girls with hormones working overtime. Then the Beatles invaded the US and my life was changed forever.
That GE teal blue record player became my best friend and I took very good care of it. After I was married, we had a hi-tech stereo system in the living room but I still kept my phonograph upstairs in the bedroom where weβd listen to romantic tunes like βA Million To Oneβ, βDaddyβs Homeβ, βI Only Have Eyes For Youβ and βOoh Baby Babyβ. When our sons were old enough, I handed down my record player to them and now our 15 year old granddaughter has it in her bedroom. Her latest purchase was the soundtrack to Guardians of the Galaxy which is pretty damn cool.

Thanks to Keith Allen for the invitation to write a little something on his new blog. I hope you enjoyed what I had to share today.
Iβm Nancy, The Sicilian Storyteller.
See you on the flip side. π
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This is βDa Doo Ron Ronβ by the Crystals
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THE EYES HAVE IT

Mr. & Mrs. Potato Head! Such a lovely couple although the misterβs bow tie is a bit starchy.
I remember them as a kid. Do you? Back then they were the real deal β or perhaps I should say βthe raw dealβ.
Our moms always scolded us about playing with our food and then Hasbro messed with our heads by telling us to do just that. No wonder so many Baby Boomers are now in therapy!
Oh, the irony!
These days The Pot Heads are made entirely of plastic. I admit theyβre much less messy but whereβs the charm, the appeal, the joie de vie?
Such sweet memories but troubling ones, as well. Whenever we played with the real Potato Heads, there was always a side of mash with dinner that night. When I finally made the awful connection that I was eating my playmates, it was too late.
Oh, the humanity!
RIP, Mr. & Mrs. Potato Head. You gave your all for a tasty cause! π₯
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