There ought to be a song about that combination—buttons and tobacco tins, la la la lah.
Remember the song "Buttons and Bows"? I think Dick Dale on Lawrence Welk sang that song, while dressed in cowboy clothes or dapper 1890s suit. Or, was that Larry Hooper? The Lennon Sisters in prairie dresses and bonnets?
Yup, I watched Lawrence Welk when I was a kid, developing what I thought was sarcasm and wit. Watching it with The Daddy was a treat. I never tired listening to his assessment on the tenor Joe Feeney after he trilled "Danny Boy" or another break-your-heart song, holding the last note to kingdom come and back. When Feeney was done, The Daddy remarked, "He earned his two-bits." I never knew if The Daddy liked Feeney's singing. Should I meet up with The Daddy in the after life, that's one question I shall ask of him.
The tobacco tins in the photo belonged to The Daddy, which meant Older & Only Bro and I bought The Daddy a new pipe for The Daddy's birthday, Christmas, and Father's Day. Once, we found a Sherlock Holmes type of pipe. Oooh-la-la. I think it was Older & Only Bro who bought the set of tobacco tins.
When the tins were all empty, either The Mama or I claimed them. Now that I think about it, The Daddy was nice about that since they would've been just right for keeping his vegetable seeds. As you can see, we women in the family thought the tins were perfect for organizing buttons. I loved emptying all the tins and reorganizing the buttons by shape, color, or whimsy. (Still do.) I wonder if that ever frustrated the Mama. She'd open a can thinking it held the white buttons and large and odd-shaped buttons spilled out. There's a question to ask her in the after life.
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No tobacco tins in my household. The old buttons ended up in plastic bags. At least, that's where they are now. I don't remember them residing in anything half as interesting as tin cans.ReplyDelete
I have jars and cookie tins full of buttons, too. And, now some buttons are hanging out loosely on a plate while I decide to paint them or not.Delete
Ooooh, i enjoy your family stories . . .ReplyDelete
My grandmother - my dad's mom - used to dress up fancy to watch Lawrence Welk on her television. (her very best dress & make-up & heels) . . . Oooh, that Lawrence was important to her.
love & love,
I love that your grandmother dressed up to watch Lawrence Welk. I hope someone asked her to dance. The band guys were really good. I didn't realize how much so until I was an adult watching it with The Husband, who played trombone in his youth.Delete
I don't have tobacco tins, but I enjoyed your story, nonetheless! I do have some old tins from cookies, however! Thanks so much for visiting my blog!ReplyDelete
I'm glad you got a hoot out of the story, Amy. :-)Delete
I had to see if there was and found this: https://youtu.be/ROtxCRwiMsgReplyDelete
Maybe you can edit in Buttons and Bows or something.
That's a good song. I ought to send it to Older and Only Bro who lived in Australia for a few years once upon a time. The Husband suggested combining Buttons & Bows with Tobacco Road.Delete
Oh, even better. The Royal Teens was it?Delete
I listened to their song yesterday, but can only think Tennessee Teens, Voodoo Teens, or Chattanooga Teens. They were British which did surprise me.Delete
We don't have any tobacco tins but I do have a bunch of old buttons in a mason jar on a shelf.ReplyDelete
No tobacco tins in our house as my dad didn't smoke - neither of my parents did - though I remember my mum keeping an assortment of odd buttons in an old toffee tin. I also remember hearing the song on the radio when I was a kid so I know the tune but can only remember the last line of each verse..ReplyDelete
Following your comment on The Daddy listening to Joe Feeney here's something that'll make you smile. When listening to a great singer who could hold a long note at the end of a song my mum would often say "Good lad old lad, fill his pot up" - and as a kid I always wondered who Phyllis Potup was!
hahahahaha, Phyllis Potup, that's a great story, Eunice.Delete
I know Buttons and Bows which Bob Hope sang in the movie, “The Paleface.” I watched Lawrence Welk with my parents as well and would say a few things or roll my eyes but I always loved the dancers. The tins are actually quite neat and probably, collectable. Buttons seem the right thing to place in the tinsReplyDelete
I loved Bobby Burgess' smile. Did you ever watch the Mickey Mouse Club? Bobby was on that show. My favorite dancer was Mary Lou Metz-something. She started as a singer when there were too many girl singers. She usually was paired with Jack, the xylophone player. Ha, I know too much about Lawrence Welk Show.Delete
The only version I've ever heard was by Dinah Shore ... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jfW9-0EzYxA .ReplyDelete
I love Dinah's voice. Thanks, Widders, I'm listening as I'm typing. I wonder if Dinah and Doris Day ever sang together.Delete
Yes, they did! Here's one song -- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rIJUPhcdZb8Delete
Tins full of good things.ReplyDelete
Most certainly! :-)Delete
"Don't be a hippie," ha!ReplyDelete
That refers to The Daddy's advice to 19-year-old me. He also told me "Don't be a Kanaka." He seemed to be concerned that I could be a slacker.Delete
Wait, did you say, Dick Dale? Noooo. My old man would have made the same crack and I wanted Danny Boy to play at his funeral but a mean nun was hassling me about the music. I remember hiring a bag pipe player anyway so you know I bet we did have it after all. It was such a blur.ReplyDelete
Good for you, Jeanna! I had the singer at The Mama's funeral sing "I have joy, joy, joy deep in my heart" as we rolled her coffin out the church. He prefaced the song with "The family requested this song."Delete
My, my, my. We have even more in common than I thought. We also watched LW as a family. And we learned to waltz while watching it. I always liked the bubbles … And then there's tobacco - my Dad smoked a pipe for many years - I don't remember the brand, but it had an aroma like apples. To this day, I love the aroma of a pipe.ReplyDelete
I forgot about the bubbles. Remember how Lawrence Welk stuck his finger in his mouth to make the pop sound. On national TV, no less. lol Not many men smoke pipes these days so I get nostalgic, too, when I catch a whiff nearby. The Daddy smoked cigars, too, but they don't do the same thing for me.Delete