Here is some classic footage from days gone by Judy Garland, Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin singing You're Nobody Till Somebody Loves You/Let There be Love. The link is from the Dean Martin Show which aired from 1965 to 1974. I remember watching it toward the end of it's production run when I was a kid. It was one of my "mom's" shows. You know, like the Lawrence Welk Show, the Carol Burnett Show and don't forget the Sound of Music. All Classics now!My mother was born in the city of music, Vienna, Austria so she loved all the classic stuff. Seeing this clip, I can see her singing along. Well ok, maybe not exactly singing ALONG! She would be a measure or two ahead or possibly behind where they were in the music score. She didn't care. She was enjoying the moment. She would sing "her" version and try to follow along with them. She knew most if not all of the words and you could almost feel her re-living her younger days. If mom wasn't singing "with" them, she most probably would be whistling the rifts. If it was a truly happy tune she might even get up and dance along too!
Mom loved music and we always had it playing in the house...the oldies. You know, the late 1930's and into the 1940's stuff. I don't remember just listening to music we all participated with the music and mom was the first to join in. Some of my sweetest memories were with mom was when she was whistling and she really was good at it too! She loved the song White Christmas (by Bing Crosby), Chattanooga Choo Choo and Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire by Nate King Cole. Then again, anything Nate King Cole, Perry Como, Judy Garland, Frank Sinatra or Dean Martin were things she loved.
In her later years, due to health problems that caused a facial nerve issue, she was unable to ever whistle again. I missed hearing her tunes. I remember getting on an elevator at the hospital after seeing her and the MUSAC was playing a tune (you know...the elevator music songs). Those were her favorites and she loved to whistle along. I remember I started to cry hearing the tune Sentimental Journey playing. I could clearly hear her whistling her parts in my mind.
Grocery shopping for me just isn't the same since then because I grew up hearing her "whistle" along to the tunes playing as we shopped. Oh the memories. This one is for you mom!
Good memories from the past. ENJOY!
Mom loved music and we always had it playing in the house...the oldies. You know, the late 1930's and into the 1940's stuff. I don't remember just listening to music we all participated with the music and mom was the first to join in. Some of my sweetest memories were with mom was when she was whistling and she really was good at it too! She loved the song White Christmas (by Bing Crosby), Chattanooga Choo Choo and Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire by Nate King Cole. Then again, anything Nate King Cole, Perry Como, Judy Garland, Frank Sinatra or Dean Martin were things she loved.
In her later years, due to health problems that caused a facial nerve issue, she was unable to ever whistle again. I missed hearing her tunes. I remember getting on an elevator at the hospital after seeing her and the MUSAC was playing a tune (you know...the elevator music songs). Those were her favorites and she loved to whistle along. I remember I started to cry hearing the tune Sentimental Journey playing. I could clearly hear her whistling her parts in my mind.
Grocery shopping for me just isn't the same since then because I grew up hearing her "whistle" along to the tunes playing as we shopped. Oh the memories. This one is for you mom!
Good memories from the past. ENJOY!
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