granddaddy noun
2 (also granddaddy grey-beard) The daddy long-legs spider.
1957 Combs Lg Sthn High: Word List 46 granddaddy grey-beard, harvest-man = an arachnid of the Phalangida family. If a boy, sent out into the woods to hunt the cow, gets down on his knees near this sage little creature and asks, “Gran’-daddy-grey-beard, which way has the cow gone?” it immediately lifts one of its elongated feelers and points in the direction of the cow. 1999 Montgomery Coll: granddaddy (know to Cardwell).
—Dictionary of Southern Appalachian English
I’ve always called the spider in the photo a granddaddy. I’ve heard other folks call it a daddy long legs, but have never heard it called granddaddy grey beard.
I came across the folklore of asking a granddaddy to help find the cows several years ago in the Frank C. Brown Collection of NC Folklore. At the time I asked Pap if he’d ever heard of asking a granddaddy for help. After he quit laughing he said no he must have missed that one.
What do you call it?
A big thank you to everyone who commented on yesterday’s post about taking the rag off the bush. Nice to know the phrase is still alive and well in some areas although it seems to most often be used in a different manner than in relation to taking a nap. In case you missed it, Lana Stuart shared a link about the unique phrase, you can see it here.
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If you are interested in dialects you may find this interesting. My grandma used to say this little sing song “Granddaddy, granddaddy, which way’s the cows gone?” and I’ve yet to find anyone else in Southeastern Oklahoma who has heard of asking them about the direction of lost cows. I knew my grandpa’s folks came over from either Tennessee or Kentucky (I forget which because this was at least my grandfather’s grandparents or farther back. Mixed with my grandma’s family’s accent from southern Alabama (also at least as far back), the two of them who together had a large family who all lived down a dead end dirt road, and because of the isolation (both due to location, and the earned reputation as being of an ornory disposition) the blending caused a enough of a distinct accent that some could tell you were a member of the Bunn family just by listening to you speak.
I will never forget when I was at work one day, some lady said to me,
“Well, you must be related to Burro!”
I said “….Who?”
She said “Joe Willie”. (His full name is Joe Willie Shadrack Bunn, which I felt obliged to share because my family loves to give names that are just something else.)
And I said “How in the world did you know that?”
To which she said ” All you Bunns talk just alike.”
Here in NY we call them daddy longlegs.
I always heard them called “granddadies”….sometimes “Granddady Longlegs” and remember my neighbor Mary telling they could find lost cows..
We always called them granddaddy longlegs, but whatever you call them, I’ve noticed quite an abundance of them this year. They were everywhere and in all different sizes.
Making it’s usual fall appearance right on schedule is the spiney backed spider. They can build a web in a matter of hours that will span a trail, and when you unsuspectingly walk through it, tearing it down, they’ll have another waiting for you the next day. Real industrious, they are, but they can also deliver a painful bite. Be careful.
Up here in Canada we call them daddy longlegs!
In Arkan.sas we called them daddy longlegs
Where I grew up at Flat Creek they were granddaddy spiders. I have never seen one with a red body like the one in the picture. I did not know they could tell you what direction the milk cow went. I did know that if a garden spider (writing spider) wrote your name in it’s web that meant you were going to die!
My family always calls them granddaddies. They have a distinctive odor when mashed or disturbed. My brothers used to grab them by the legs and chase me with them. I am deathly afraid of any spider. I’ve only read in books about granddaddies being consulted on where to find the cows. Next time ours go missing I will tell hubby to go ask a granddaddy. They hang out under our house. This is also the first time I’ve ever heard them called a granddaddy grey beard. The only grey beard I know about is a tree or bush called Grancy Greybeard that grows all in the south. It blooms in the spring with long white flowers . It’s sometimes called old man’s beard. We have 4 or 5 of them in our yard. They grow wild here. I thought they were so pretty, my husband dug them up out of the woods and transplanted them in our yard a number or years ago. Here’s a link that shows the tree. https://www.pinterest.com/pin/216876538286813109/
In Texas, Oklahoma, and New Mexico it’s Daddy Longlegs.
In southwestern Virginia’s coalfields, we called them grand daddy long legs. My cousins and I always caught them and asked them where the cow was. We owned half a milk cow with my aunt Hazel . She kept it at her place around the mountain from us. …and sure enough, that grand daddy usually pointed that way! I know that grand daddies don’t bite or sting , but I think they are creepy anyway.
Kat,
Here’s an interesting article that is a rebuttal to the myth that they are venomous, but does state that a certain type does bite. We referred to them as both granddaddy and granddaddy long-legs. Never heard them called Gray Beard, that I remember.
Are daddy longlegs really the most venomous spiders in the …
Search domain livescience.comhttps://www.livescience.com/33625-daddy-longlegs-spiders-poisonous.html
A widespread myth holds that daddy longlegs, also known as granddaddy longlegs or harvestmen, are the most venomous spiders in the world. We’re only safe from their bite, we are told, because their …
I also live in SC and have always called the spider a grandaddy spider. How many saw the article about scientist trying to tweak the genes of this spider to make their legs shorter? You can google to find this article but it is on CNET.
Com. What difference does it make? It seems to me, it would be a lot better to spend this time and money on trying to find a solution to other true problems in the world.
Grandaddy long-legs here! Never heard Gray Beard.
I love seeing a whole cluster of them bounce up
and down in unison when disturbed.
Grand daddy long legs here in southern WV. I looked up taking a rag off the bush and I too kept thinking it means if that doesn’t beat all or take the cake which is what it means. Usually in relation to snoring we say he snores so hard he rattled the windows and peeled the paint right off the walls or he woke the dead. Have a good day all!
In SC we called the spider a granddaddy long legs or just Granddaddy. a Granddaddy grey beard was what we called a flowering shrub that I have found out is known as Grancy Grey beard. It has long whitish flowers and is very fragrant.
I’ve always called them Granddaddy Long Legs and that is what I remember my parents and grandparents calling them. I do know I was told to leave them alone, because any other spider would be squashed by me. I love your description of asking Pap if he had ever heard of asking Granddaddy Long Legs for help – “after he quit laughing.” I could just see him laughing over that question. I giggled over it too.
Granddaddy Long Legs, totally harmless….
I grew up in middle Tennessee and we always called them Granddaddy Longlegs. My Granny and Papa said they’re called that because they are as wise and harmless as a sweet old grandpa. I think of my Papa everytime I see one.
Granddaddy
I’ve asked a Grandaddy Long Legs which way the cows were by gently holding down one of his/it’s “feet”. It would then lift another leg indicating the direction the cows were. Usually it was the leg opposite the one I was holding so I never tested where the cows really were. It was just fun to do especially when trying to show others not to be afraid of them. They can tickle when crawling across your skin, especially in the middle of the night!
Finally “Got It” in relation to the Rag On The Bush….That one had me going….Haha….Thanks Tipper
We always call them granddaddy’s. I have never heard of asking them for directions. I love that. Very interesting.
We always called them granddaddys to just like you. I was probably a teenager before I heard the folklore about getting directions for finding the cows. Can’t vouch for granddaddy knowing where the cows were or for accurately pointing out their direction. But it is true that if you ask them they will “point”.
I once did a foolish thing and crawled headfirst into a dark.hole under a rock. Once under there, I felt something or things crawling on my neck, bo idea what except that it wasn’t a snake. I squirmed around until I could light a candle stub I had to discover the whole underside of that rock was covered with granddaddys. I crawled back out and left it with ’em.
I have heard it said they eat chiggers. Don’t know if true but if I catch one in the house I just put it back outside.
Around here we call them daddy long legs!
I just call them granddaddy, have heard them called granddaddy long legs but never grey beard.
As a boy I tried to locate the cows with a granddaddy. Every time I tried, the leg I was holding would break off and granddaddy would race off on his 7 other legs. My wife said she tried to locate her mamaw’s cows with a granddaddy and they would often send her in the wrong direction. Neither one of us believed that granddaddies could locate the cows but it was a fun thing to try. As far as I know this was common in E.KY.
I’ve always called them granddaddy long-legs. My father had a saying about someone whose hair was unkempt. Their hair looks like a stump full of granddaddy long-legs!
Larry, never heard that one and it made me laugh. I’m going to use it.
Larry,
I always heard that expression in Upper Northeast TN, in addition to; “Their hair looks like they combed it with an egg beater”.
Tipper, I checked out you link on taking the rag off the bush and…right there in your house you hav a pro at taking the rag off the bush! The Deer Hunter will get it every time!
I call that creepy spider a Grandaddy Spider. I have also heard it called a daddy long legs but I don’t ever recall hearing of calling it for help.
Granddaddy long legs is actually the only name I have ever heard them called
Daddy Long Legs is what I’ve always called it
Always called them daddy long legs.
I do know that when one gets on the porch through the floorboards, the cats go CrAzY trying to catch them! If I see it, I will catch it and turn it loose outside.