My Bronx...

Without going into a history lesson I would like to asnswer the question "How did the Bronx get its name." You ready? Stand back! Sit down. In 1639 a wealthy immigrant called Jonas Broncks purchased a package of land, 500 acres, north of the Harlem River. He named the land 'Broncksland', as some early maps state and the house he built on it was called 'Emmarus'. So the man had notions. He also named a waterway after himself. The Bronx River. As the years went by, when people wanted to get out of the city, they would load their horse drawn carriages, later the invention of the horseless carriage, with picnic supplies and 'gitty up out of town to "The bronck's. The cry was "Lets go to the Broncks!" Eventually, like all in life, someone had to change it on us. They changed it to The Bronx. Thankfully they had enough sense to keep the "THE". Little words mean alot. So thats why its the only singular place that I know of that you can declare, "I come from The Bronx!"


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This is an assortment of pics of my neighborhood at the Bronx, New York. I lived on 189th street, two blocks from the Bronx Zoo, one block from my school, P.S.74. By CLICKING on the photo, you will be taken to a larger pic with information on that particular pic. Clicking your BACK/CLOSE button will return you to this page.



FYI, the lyrics to the little Midi you are listening to!
Try it.....Sing along!

Mairzy Doats

Mairzy Doats is a novelty song composed in 1943 by Milton Drake, Al Hoffman and Jerry Livingston. It was first played on radio station, WOR New York, by Al Trace and his Silly Symphonists. The song made the pop charts several times, with a version by the Merry Macs reaching No. 1 in March 1944. In addition to its success on the home front, it was also a hit with American servicemen overseas, who allegedly used its nonsensical lyrics as passwords.

At first glance, the song's refrain, as written on the sheet music, seems to be meaningless:

Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you? Mairzy doats and dozy doats and liddle lamzy divey A kiddley divey too, wouldn't you?

Mare's eat oats and doe's eat oats and little lamb's eat ivy. A kid'll eat ivy too, wouldn't you? (Sing twice)

BRIDGE: If the words sound queer and funny to your ear, a little bit jumbled and jivey, Mare's eat oats and doe's eat oats and little lamb's eat ivy.

Then start the chorus all over again (Three times)................................