Morning Coffee with an extra Dean Martin Please!

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One of the really great things about being my age (yes … there are benefits!) is being around when singers/entertainers were not just stars, but super stars.  They were on stage and in our living rooms purely because of their talent and their ability to make you fall in love with them.  And, they had something very hard to find these days.  They had class …. true … unadulterated  … class.

Undisputedly, one of the classiest  (my way of spelling this) acts back in the 50’s and 60’s was the Vegas show featuring Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Sammy Davis, Jr., Peter Lawford, and Joey Bishop, (aka the Rat Pack).  My favorite was then and now … the incomparable … Dean Martin.

When Dean crooned … women swooned.  He was “heart be still” handsome; his voice had the ability to melt the coldest of hearts, and …. according to a close friend of mine, and a former Golddigger on the Dean Martin Show, he was not only a gentleman, but a gentle man.  He was carefree, funny and sexy.  He was the definition of class.

It’s hard to say which Dean Martin song is my favorite.  Certainly I love “Everybody Loves Somebody” and “Your Nobody Till Somebody Loves You.”  But there are so many wonderful songs and it would be hard to choose just one.

I’ve been watching some of the old video clips of Dean Martin and listening to his music all week because I’ve been on the phone recently with my friend Patricia Booth-Julius (aka Patty).  She was one of the original Golddiggers who danced and sang on his show.  She shared some of her greatest memories and thoughts of Dean with me.  Last night, we shared a call with my co-hosts at On The Grid.  Seriously …. you would have loved to have been in on the tele-chat last night!

And, I’m happy to say that she is going to be our guest caller this coming Saturday morning.  Patty was blessed to sing with Dean, but as far as being on the show itself, she worked hard for a very long time, and that hard work over the years paid off.  She deserved to be there.  She was also the lead singer at the Folies Bergère in Vegas, as well.  Patty is another one that radiates class and draws people to her the instant they meet her.  I am blessed to call her my friend.

I’m really looking forward to this Saturday morning, pouring myself a good strong cup of java, and chatting it up with the ladies.  Till then, I think I’ll just listen to another Dean Martin song and do a little swooning of my own.