As all great stories begin, "Once upon a time there was a great woman...Her name was Murphy Doodle." Two little girls met this colorful red-headed woman when they were only youngsters. She laughed louder than the other women, she smoked longer cigarettes than the other women, she wore higher heels and carried a large leather purse. In her heels she stood above the crowd, or so the two little perceived. People noticed this woman. When her friends wore hats to lunch at Inness's Department Store in downtown Wichita, Kansas, Murph, as her friends called her, wore a daring or unique hat.
Irene B, Mother, and Murphy Doodle playing pool after working all week at Boeing. c1942 |
Our father said that Murph had more freckles than any woman he'd ever seen, and with a pool stick could find a sucker to beat in a game of 8 Ball. We thought she was the finest example of who we wanted to be someday. She gave her nickname, Murphy Doodle, to us, and we felt special. Where did she get the nickname, I'll never known, but I think perhaps her father teased her with that name.
The obituary called her Marie Murphy, and stated that she was a secretary at Boeing, and then for a law office. She and her sister, Inez, lived their lives together as old maids. How sad the two grown girls, my sister and I, felt, that she hadn't been given credit for being the life in a crowd, for saving enough money to buy and restore an old home on Riverside Dr. in Wichita, for caring for her sister, and for dearly loving those two little girls.
Mother, Murphy Doodle, and a friend |
After fifty years of storing this wonderful character in our hearts, we have given life to her name once again.
His playful moves in between our legs, the circles he raced chasing his tail, and the moment he discovered he could bark kept us in constant laughter the first week.
During that time we began to experiment with other names like;
Tippy, because he would run fast in the yard, stop and then tip over his head because he couldn't figure out how to stop his movement. The tip on the tail added more reason to this name.
Sleepy from Disney's Seven Dwarfs because puppies can fall fast asleep anywhere in any position. Of course, we name ourselves Sneezy, Grumpy, Happy, and sometimes Dopey, so Happy or Sleepy would fit right in.
Caddy and Calloway were options, but I already knew friends who named their dogs after golf.
Now Wattson had possibility. I thought it was unique, but Jack didn't agree, even though he grinned at the name.
A week into the name game, my sister said, "Letty you have to name him Murphy Doodle because he is part Doodle, or Poodle, which is it?"
Immediately, my heart when back to a time when I played on the ground with dogs, cats, baby rabbits, injured birds, toys, trains, dolls, lady bugs and four leaf clovers. Just then I laughed as loud as I could at this silly Happy puppy who tried to jump into the bird bath only to have it tip over and spray the water all over his face. He shook but his body didn't quite know how to shake from front to back. His shook so much he fell over.
Instantly, I knew my sister had chosen the perfect name. Murphy Doodle may not laugh or act like the real Marie Murphy Doodle, but he makes everyone around him laugh and giggle like we are children, like a lady who laughed her way into my heart seventy years ago.
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Most names have a meaning or have their origin in a story. Murphy Doodle originated from a personal story: a lovely and fiery red headed lady who gave us much joy and laughter. Thank you sis for inviting Murphy Doodle into our lives again, we will be joyful and full of laughter as we watch Murphy run and tumble his way into our hearts.
ReplyDeleteThank you little sister for this note of beautiful words.
DeleteThank you sis for inviting Murphy Doodle into our lives again, we will once again laugh and be joyful watching Murphy run and tumble his way into our hearts.
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ReplyDeleteYour blog and the video you sent of the little fawn rescue seem to be part of a big wave of lovely doggie tales recently on the internet. Our battered and bruised culture seems to be hungry for the goodness that also is part of our lives. Maybe it will help us learn to choose the same good traits that the dogs and other animals are so able to teach us. And when we do choose right, the wrong and the bad will decline because we will no longer accept it. JulieK
What a delightful story! Our Shih Tzu is named Murphy, too. Fit for a little boy who loves tools of all kinds (therefore his reason to check out everyone's garage), is stubborn, and aloof like a cat. I won't live without a dog, so I get how sweet the naming process is for your new family member. I think you found the right name! Thanks for sharing.
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Nice story. Love Murphy in the dishwasher. lc
ReplyDelete😊 great story. Thanks. Wk
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