Mercoledi Musicale

Wally Crouter – Morning Host for 50 years.

I recently posted a meme on a FB site I belong to that remind me of a song that I recall from my childhood. Every morning, along with half a million other Torontians, our radio was set to CFRB and Wally Crouter‘s morning show. There was something for every one: weather, news, sports, traffic, celebrity interviews, local events, and an eclectic mixture of music including a song for the kids. Though I was in class by the time he signed off at 0900 – he had started at 0530 – apparently he always ended with a “Thought for the Day”.*

Amongst the children’s selection you could count on Danny Kaye doing a song from Hans Christian Anderson, Burl Ives singing children’s folk songs, story songs like Tubby the Tuba or The Little Engine That Could, and a cavalcade of numbers from Disney movies. The song that suddenly became an ear worm yesterday was from an 1946 Disney live-action/animated feature called The Song of the South. The movie was based on the Uncle Remus folk stories collected by Joel Chandler Harris. Now before the fires start – yes I know it is now considered unacceptable, but that is the movie; the song is cheerfully simple and there is nothing, to my mind, either racist or stereotype about it. You may differ and if that is the case just scroll on by.

Given that that as I look outside it’s bright, sunshiny, and heading to the warm double digits I feel this is a song that was made for the day.

Zip-a-Dee-Doo-Dah composed by Allie Wrubel with lyrics by Ray Gilbert.

I recall seeing The Song of the South when it was, controversially, reissued back in 1980. I had only seen snippets on TV and heard the songs and stories on radio back. What struck me about the film was that the only adults who seemed concerned with the children in the story were the African-American sharecroppers. They taught them lessons, listen to their troubles, and comforted them. I’m not sure if that was the intended subtext or just came out of the Uncle Remus stories.

Looking at the weather forecast for the rest of the week I see that “plenty o’sunshine” is coming our way. And I find that very “satisfactual”.

*One example that is often quoted: “Before you put your foot down, make sure you’ve got a leg to stand on.”

The word for May 15th is:
Zip /zĭp/: [noun]
1.1 A brief sharp hissing sound.
1.2 Energy; vim.
1.3 A zipper.
1.4 Zero, student slang
1.5 Acronym for Zone Improvement Plan in US Postal Service
2.1 To move with a sharp hissing sound.
2.2 To move or act with a speed that suggests such a sound.
2.3 To act or proceed swiftly and energetically.
2.4 To become fastened or unfastened by a zipper.
Onomatopoetic: “move rapidly,” 1852, of echoic origin. Meaning “close with a zipper” is from 1932. Meaning “zero” student slang is from 1900. Meant “US Postal Code” is from 1963.
Such as small word – so many meanings.

Memes for a Monday

Okay enough of these single digit weather forecasts – I want to ditch the flannel sheets now! And yes I know +12 is double digit but … Anyway let’s warm up with a few memes.

As a new car owner I can attest to the veracity of this fear.


Smart kid.


Any thoughts? Or do we just head right to the prayers?


Ask me why I wasn’t surprised to find out this sign was on a highway in Alberta? (Sorry Debra.)


Me getting out of bed in the morning.


Now that’s funny, girl.


I’m not sure I ever knew.


The modern rules of debate?


More and more each day. (See above)


Modes of Reasoning 101


A vegan meme because… just because.


Or a knee or a hip or ….


Because you were expecting this.


A thought to take you through the week.


The word for May 13th is:
Veracity /və-răs′ĭ-tē/: [noun]
1.1 Adherence to the truth; truthfulness.
1.2 Conformity to fact or truth; accuracy.
1.3 A true statement.
From Old French veracitie, from Medieval Latin vērācitās (“truthfulness”), from Latin vērāx (“truthful, speaking truth”), from vērus (“true, real”).

Throwback Thursday

Our friends Pico and Don have just came back from a glorious three weeks in Italy. A good deal of their time was spent in Rome and their adventures had be nostalgic for our time there. I began looking over old posts from this time of year and came across this walk through a rione close to our house in early May 2009.

Memes for a Monday

Well it’s been almost three weeks since Spring arrived and we’re still using the flannel sheets. This seasons thing is becoming a joke. Speaking of jokes here’s a few memes for the 19th day of Spring!

A touch of misandry to start the week.

Always ask for the Senior’s discount.

Well as long as all you do is sleep.

Need I say more.

A marriage hack – thank you.

And what’s your sign?

Well I learned a lot in our church choir.

Plus ca change ….

Vanity or warning plates?

Does pink make me look fat?

Satan’s spawn for sure.

Presentation is everything.

And they call themselves a book store???

Handcrafts can be so rewarding.


The word for May 6th is:
Spawn /spôn/: [1. noun 2. verb]
1.1 The eggs of aquatic animals such as bivalve mollusks, fishes, and amphibians.
1.2 Offspring, especially when occurring in large numbers.
1.3 A product or an outcome.
2.1 To deposit eggs.
2.2 To produce offspring in large numbers.
2.3 To produce or deposit (spawn).
2.4 To produce (offspring).
2.5 To produce or give rise to.
Recorded since 1413; from Middle English spawne, spawnen, from Anglo-Norman espaundre, from Old French espandre, from Latin expandere (“stretch out”, “spread out”).

Throwback Thursday

Last evening I was watching Tasting History on YouTube – I’m addicted to the show and Max, the very charming host. Max’s shtick is to feature a dish from a particular time or event in history, cook it, and give you the story surrounding it. Last evening he made Victoria Pudding, a desert that would have been served at lunch on May 7, 1915 on the RMS Lusitania. At 1410, an hour after the last lunch service, she was hit by a torpedo and by 1428 was at the bottom of the sea. That’s 18 minutes and of the 1960 people on board only 763 survived.

It reminded me of an exhibition I visited on two occasions at the Canadian Museum of History back in 2014. It was devoted to the worst marine accident in Canadian history – the sinking of the Empress of Ireland on May 29, 1914. She collided with another ship at 0156 that morning and by 0211 had sank to the bottom of the St Lawrence river taking with it the lives of 1032 of the 1477 people on board.

I thought I’d revisit the post I wrote about that exhibition for today’s Throwback Thursday. (Note links to exterior sites are no longer valid.)

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