Wednesday, February 10, 2016

The Legend of Johnny Applehead (FF)

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Copyright - The Reclining Gentleman

According to popular legend, in the early part of the 1800's a man named John Clapman traveled about the countryside in Pennsylvania, Ohio, Indiana, and elsewhere planting apple trees.

Often going barefoot with no place to sleep at night, John Clapman was dedicated to beautifying the landscape of the new nation.  Over time, he became known as Johnny Applehead.

As Johnny Applehead continued his travels he began planting flowers, shrubs, and bushes as well as apple trees.  Soon he also began leaving garden gnomes, small windmills, picket fences, metal chimes, and aprons with the words "Kiss Me, I’m the Cook" on them.

Today Johnny Applehead Enterprises is America’s largest distributor of garden gnomes and barbecue aprons. According to popular legend, the man named John Clapman was no fool.

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I'm happy to present this history lesson to my fellow Friday Fictioneers as I realize most people know very little about the legendary Johnny Applehead.  I myself have extensively studied Mr. Applehead for many years with special concentration in Johnny Applehead garden frog figurines, which are awesome!

Also awesome are all of the Friday Fictioneers, whose takes on the above picture prompt will blossom if you click here

Now, who wants to order some chimes?

36 comments:

  1. How many Clapman ancestors share the proceeds of Johnny's foresight, I wonder?

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    1. Well, however many Clapmen there were, I guess.

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  2. The Gnomes brings the biggest profit I'm sure. Nice one.

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    1. Yeah, but the "Kiss Me" aprons are second.

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  3. I come here to read and learn. You have enriched my knowledge once more.

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    1. Yes, that is why I am here. For your enrichment only.

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  4. Where did my comment go? Did you get it? My laptop went weird... I'm going to blame the stupid Blogger interface - can't possibly have been user error.

    Anyway, what it said was I've missed reading your stories. It's nice to be back, however briefly.

    Jen (elmowrites)

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    1. Thanks, Jen, I appreciate that. I always like your stories too. And yes, there's something crazy about blogger interface all that messes up comments, especially the nice ones I write to myself.

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  5. Ah... yes our garden is filled with a collection of garden gnomes... :-) If just my neighbors could see the value they give to our neighborhood... but they insist that they are tacky.

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    1. "They are tacky" are fighting words to the Johnny Applehead family.

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  6. We have bunnies, frogs, and girls with no arms scattered all through Connie's flower gardens. You'd really love the girls with no arms, Perry. They're not very good huggers, but at least they can't slap you.

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    1. What a good point, sounds like the girls for me! Perhaps I can come live in your garden. (I can come in to eat, right?)

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  7. Seems he certainly was no fool :)

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    1. Yeah, but I hope he wore shoes. That wasn't so smart to travel five or six states, even if he did put slippers on.

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  8. Well, thank you so much for this little lesson of Johnny Applehead! Of course, the gnomes came from somewhere. And we must have metal chimes! Nothing is quite the same without them, Perry.

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    1. Don't thank me, thank Johnny Applehead.

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  9. A cute story all wrapped up in a history lesson. What more could we ask for? ;-)

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    1. Something funny, I would think, but glad you're not pushing for that.

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  10. Great fun. He was an entrepreneur. No fool indeed.

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    1. Yes he was a 19th century Donald Trump only without the hair and the being nuts.

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  11. Hilarious, Perry. This business a sideline of yours then. Mr. Applehead seemed to know the taste of gardening Americans and barbecue enthusiasts. I had no idea ourdoor barbecues went back that far. I have indeed learned something today. Mr. Applehead no doubt learned his skills from the Native Americans. It was probably their way of making the white man look rediculous. :D --- Suzanne

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    1. Mr. Applehead indeed learned his skills from native Americans because the Europeans had no apron saying "Kiss Me I'm the Cook." But once they did they no doubt looked ridiculous, or however you spell it.

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  12. I think I mispelled "riciculous"forgetting my grammerly spellcheck doesn't work on your program.Perhaps the spirit of Mr. Applehead has played a joke on me. That's as good an excuse as any I guess. :D

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    1. Mr. Applehead couldn't spell it either.

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  13. I must be getting tired. I mispelled ridiculous a second time. It's starting to look ridiculous. :D

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    1. I never knew you misspelled it once to let you know who looks ridiculous.

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  14. Fascinating tale :) enjoyed this!

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    1. Thank you. Yes, Johnny Applehead always fascinates.

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  15. I believe we have a Johnny Applehead outlet here in Virginia. ;)

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    1. One of the biggest. I heard you're an investor.

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  16. Dear Perry,

    I come here to waste my time.(and to have fun) I'm never disappointed. Why is it that I see Russell's face on one of those garden gnomes?

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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