Originally Posted by HillRider (Post 15369308)

It will never disappear but people won't (and most already don't) know its origin. We still use many phrases that we know what they mean but few have any idea where they came from:

"Lock, stock and barrel"
"Three sheets to the wind"
"A flash in the pan"
"Being put through the wringer"

And of somewhat more recent vintage:

"Dial a phone"
"You sound like a broken record"

There are lots more.

Originally Posted by Flying Merkel (Post 15369812)

Dashboard. It dates from the horse & buggy days. The board in front that stopped the mud from dashing up on you.

Roll down your window. My nephew was blown away by my windy-down windows in the van.

When I was 6 (45 years ago!), my dad showed me how to patch tubes with a Monkey Grip kit. Chemical though, no fire. Pity.

Originally Posted by FBinNY (Post 13183504)

I remember Monkey grip patch kits very well. When I first started in the bike biz in NYC, the hot patches were on their way out, though lots of folks used to swear by them.

We used to sell multiple thousands of the little Monkey Grip kits in a small cardboard box every year. So many that we would simply cut the top off a case of 100 and keep it right by the old NCR. They sold for less than half a buck retail, inc. tax, and featured in one of our worst days ever.

It was the day of the Snowstorm that cost Mayor Lindsay his job. The snow was already half a foot and coming down fast. the only reason we were there was because we didn't know if we could get home. In walks our only customer of the day. You got it, a Monkey grip patch kit. Big sale of the day 49 cents. Remember it like it was yesterday.

Originally Posted by Flying Merkel (Post 15369812)

Roll down your window. My nephew was blown away by my windy-down windows in the van.

Originally Posted by ka0use (Post 15369908)

i looked it up, feb 10, 1969. whoaaaaaaaaaa.
took some doing but i remember where i was then- fort polk, louisiana.