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The Rat Pack....

While we were in Las Vegas last month, we had the opportunity to see a great show.  It was a group of men impersonating The Rat Pack.  I do hate it was impersonators but since the original members are no longer with us, I suppose that is the only way to be able to see them in person, so to speak.

I do hate that I never had the opportunity to see the originals....Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin and Sammy Davis, Jr.  Their music is exceptional and they left such a wonderful legacy -- their voices.  While the "look alikes" did an outstanding job and were very entertaining, you just can't beat the Real Thing!  So, as I sit hear listening to their wonderful music on my computer, I lift my Coke and salute you....Frank, Dino and Sammy!  You are missed!

I'm just sayin',


PS...I don't count Joey Bishop and Peter Lawford...they can't sing!  :-))

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"My doctor is wonderful. Once, in 1955, when I couldn’t afford an operation, he touched up the X-rays. "

Who needs to sing when you can joke like that?

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