Frank Sinatra passed away ten years ago today on May 14, 1998. My mother died that same year in the fall. I know Frank was gentleman enough to meet her when she got there. (He took her coat and made her laugh, I'm sure. Asked if she needed a drink, which she probably did...)
Gwen and I danced to the bookishly passionate "Too Marvelous for Words" at our wedding last October. It's a Johnny Mercer tune Frank cut for the Songs for Swingin' Lovers! album in 1956.
One Christmas, back in the mid-90s sometime, I didn't have much money for gifts that year for my family and friends. So I made mixed cassette tapes of popular standards for everybody on my list. I called them "Lumps of Cole".
Sounds pretty gay, huh? Maybe it was a little. Still, the ladies really liked it. Frank was no fool. Here's to you, sir.
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