Memory Lane: The Davy Crockett Fad

Davy Crockett: King of the Wild Frontier (film) - Wikipedia

Many fads swept through America’s popular culture when I was a boy–remember hula hoops?–but Walt Disney ignited the biggest fad of them all in 1954-55: the Davy Crockett fad.

Actually, that was only the second Davy Crockett fad. The first was during Crockett’s own lifetime, in the 1830s and 40s. Congressman Crockett was one of our first celebrities. All sorts of rubbish was published about him, some with his consent, some not.But Disney’s Davy Crockett fad–wow!

It was huge. Coonskin hats. T-shirts. Color comic strips in the Sunday paper. My Grandma bought me a Crockett marionette–well beyond my boyhood skills. And these chintzy cardboard log cabins: send in a zillion proof-of-purchase labels, and the company sent you a cabin. It fell well below our expectations. Who needs cardboard cabins when you’ve got Lincoln Logs?

And everybody knew and sang the Disney series’ theme song: “Born on a mountaintop in Tennessee, greenest state in the Land of the Free./ Raised in the woods where he knew every tree, and killed him a b’ar when he was only three…” Etc. I wish I still had that record. I think it was by the Rhythmaires.

Don’t get me wrong. Crockett was an admirable man. He’s still one of my heroes. But in 1954 he was everybody’s hero! All this and President Eisenhower, too.

Nowadays the Internet swallows fads whole. I was a kid and I thought fads were fun. The teen next door swirling his hula hoop around his hips while he walked up and down the porch stairs. But the Crockett fad was even bigger than hula hoops.

‘Song, “The Ballad of Davy Crockett”‘ (2015)

Thanks to the shameless publicity practices of the 19th century, Davy Crockett became internationally famous for things he didn’t do. He was America’s first international celebrity, almost all of it based on what the great Icelandic historian, Snorri Sturlusson, called “lies and loose talk.”

Song, ‘The Ballad of Davy Crockett’

But the things that Crockett did do, which are not famous–for those things he deserves to be admired. He’s one of those rare historical figures whom, the better you know him, the more you like him.

Long live the memory of Davy Crockett!

 

Song, ‘The Ballad of Davy Crockett’

I’m feeling good right now, so, why not?

Hey, remember this song? The Davy Crockett craze of the 1950s, kicked off by Walt Disney’s TV episodes? I never got the coonskin hat, but I had Davy Crockett T-shirts, a genuine cardboard Davy Crockett log cabin, a Davy Crockett cup, and even a Davy Crockett marionette. The fad was about the biggest fad there ever was, while it lasted.

How young Fess Parker looks in that picture!

Here’s one thing you should remember about the real David Crockett.

When he was elected to the House of Representatives, he thought he’d died and gone to heaven. He loved being a Congressman–the campaigning, the speechifying, being in on important public business: not bad at all for a man born into poverty on the wild frontier.

And yet, when it would have been the easiest thing in the world for him to go along with his president (Andrew Jackson), his political party, and popular opinion, Rep Crockett absolutely refused to support the president’s “Indian removal” policy–that is, forcibly evicting the Native Americans from their lands. He opposed it because it was unjust and wrong. Knowing it would cost him his beloved political career, and that his opposition was futile, he opposed it nevertheless, and swore he would oppose it even if he were the only man in America to stand against it. And that was the end of David Crockett, Congressman. When he ran for re-election, he was creamed.

No one ever heard him say he wished he’d saved himself by voting for a wicked policy that was bound to go forward no matter what he did.

Father in Heaven, send us more like him!