Frank Sinatra makes me happy. I feel so full of joy when I listen to him. It takes me back to the days of when I was so young and grandpa would dance with me. He would twirl me around and I would giggle to no end. He would sing in his husky voice and smile that great big smile. I would cling close to him and inhale the scent of him, the scent that I can still smell from time to time.
To this day I wonder, I wonder if grandpa and I would still share dances to Frank. I think we would. I think we would more then ever. I believe with all my heart he would still twirl me around and I would giggle, then cling close to him to inhale that scent, the only scent that after 10 years is still in my nose. I believe with all my heart that we would sing out the songs Come Fly With Me and I Did It My Way with every ounce we had.
Yes, I do believe this.
Ah, good ole Frank and the memories he created and the dreams he causes.
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