I think you will find that I watched a lot of TV as a child. The sounds that take me back to my childhood are…
(1) The Oscar Meyer commercial-
“My bologna has a first name-it’s O*S*C*A*R.
My bologna has a second name-it’s M*A*Y*E*R.
Oh, I love to eat it every day
And if you ask me why, I’ll say…
Cause Oscar Meyer has a way with B*O*L*O*G*N*A!"
(2) The McDonald’s commercials –My sister and I would jump on the bed and say these about a million times. I made up the rule that we had to say them faster each time!
“Big Mac, Filet O’Fish, Quarter Pounder, French Fries, Icy Coke, Thick Shakes, Sundaes, and Apple Pies”
“Two all beef patties/ special sauce/ lettuce, cheese/ pickles, onions/ on a sesame seed bun”
(3) The Band-Aid commercial-
“I am stuck on Band-Aid brand/ cause’ Band-Aids stuck on me.
I am stuck on Band-Aids/ cause’ germs don’t stick on me.
Cause’ they hold on tight/ no matter what/ on fingers, toes, and knees,
Oh…I am stuck on Band-Aid/ cause’ Band-Aids help heal me!”
I was obsessed with the movie “Grease”. When I was little, people asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. I always said “a teenager in high school”. I never understood why they laughed when I said that! I wanted to BE Olivia Newton John/Sandy. When I was nine years old I finally got the album. Do any of you remember that it was a double album? It opened up and the cover and inside had a collage of movie pictures on it. I listed to that record over and over and looked at those pictures from age 9 until I was 13! Then I turned into Rizzo.
The one song that takes me back to when I was really young was “Dancing Queen” by ABBA. I still adore that song.
When I was really little-around five years old-the house we lived in had a basement. My Dad would take me and his beer downstairs and he would play all of his records. From Big Band to the Beatles. It just depended on what mood he was in. He had Jazz and Big Band-“String of Pearls” and “Green Eyes”-which I'm sure his Dad (Jim VandenEynden) listened to. He had Classical Piano with Van Cliburn playing Tchaikovsky. He had The Beatles double albums. The Ventures "Walk, Don't Run". The Guess Who's "American Woman". Jefferson Starship. Crawford, Stills, Nash, AND Young (one of my favorite albums). He even had John Denver! My sister was too young and couldn’t come down the stairs. My Mom was busy taking care of my sister and cooking supper. So it was just me and my Dad. Those are some of my most treasured memories with my Dad. A couple of years ago, when American Idol had “Beatles Week” for two weeks in a row, I sang with every song they performed and knew every single word. My husband and son were shocked, and honestly so was I! It was just inside my brain, somewhere, and the words came out like I had been listening to those songs every day. Without realizing it, my Dad taught me to appreciate all kinds of music.
I remember the way our Mantel Clock sounded when it chimed, and the sounds of the Ice Cream Truck when it was 2 streets away. It took forever to get to our street! I remember how my dog sounded when she "barked". Actually, she never barked-she howled. She was a Siberian Husky in addition to being a human being.
This really brings back memories! I guess that was the point though, wasn't it? And here I was, afraid I might not have anything to write about this week! I think I could have written twice as much as I already have!