I just found out that Frank Sinatra died. I had kind of suspected, but I don’t remember knowing for sure until now. Well, when I say ‘knowing for sure’, it’s not that I actually know. That’s just what it says on the internet. He could still be working down the chip shop with Elvis for all I really know.
I was never really very emotionally attached to Old Blue Eyes. Some of his songs are nice and others are iconic such that they will ensure his legacy lives for a very long time; perhaps not as long as Mozart, or Beethoven – but long enough for him to have a quiet smile of satisfaction as he looks down (or up) on our realm from his current abode.
But, like I say – there’s no real emotional connection. I didn’t burst into a flood of tears or pull my hair out in an agony of loss on reading that he was gone. I simply shrugged and got on with writing this.
I guess when she answered 1998 after I asked her to pick a year between 1968 and 2016, she expected me to write about our wedding. But no – I’m a little more conniving than that. I immediately asked Uncle Google who died in that year. And you’ll never guess what the answer was!
What?
How did you know I was going to say, Frank Sinatra?!
I, for one, would like to hear about the wedding! But I already knew Frank was dead… 😉
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Well yeah. But if, by some fluke, you already knew about the wedding and had not heard about FS’s death you would have been crying with the other foot! Just goes to show that you can’t please everyone. 😉
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I am very hard to please, it’s true 😉 And no, I still want to know about the wedding…
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One of these day. 😉
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I’ll wait with baited breath 😉
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Like, bear traps in your mouth? Eek!
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Exactly like that! Silly man
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Hahaha, I just realized I wrote baited instead of bated! Thanks for catching that, Robert, she said disdainfully 😉
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Hahaha – now you see why I spoke of traps in your mouth. And yet still I am treated with disdain. Ah, such a cruel world! 😉
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You’re right, I should be thankful you are there to catch and point out my mistakes! Yay 😀
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Hmm. I sense sarcasm and hence a lack of genuine gratefulness. 😉
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Your spidey senses are spot on, Robert 😀
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Okay – change of subject then. How’s your holiday going, Dee? 🙂
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It’s just lovely, Robert. Warm and mostly sunny, pools and ocean are great! Travelling with 8 is a little like herding cats, but we’re trying to get together some and let everyone do what they want a lot of the time!
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That sounds truly lovely. There’s something special about travelling with a large group, particularly when you have something in common (like blood). Glad you’re getting some good weather. It’s rather coldish here in the UK. I think the PC word for that is ‘bracing’. 🙂
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Yeah, it’s going to be bracing and snow flurring when we get back to IL this weekend. Yuk!!
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Watch that you don’t fall on your tush! 🙂
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It would be the safest place for me to fall, lol! Sufficient padding 😉
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Hahaha – say no more. 😉
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