Thursday, March 14, 2013

Memories of Ol' Blue Eyes!

We love music for the buried hopes,
the garnered memories,
the tender feelings it can summon at a touch.
                  Letitia Elizabeth Landon


 I would like you to meet Frank or as he is known in our family circles as Ol’ Blue Eyes anyone that is as old as I am may remember this name. Every time I go to Frank’s house and look into his gorgeous blue eyes I think back to a time of wonderful music and those sweet memories.

 I was such a lucky kid, my Dad and Mom were great music lovers, our house would be filled with music from a record player that turned round and round and skipped every once in a while requiring my Dad to pull himself out of his chair and go and lift the arm to start again. He would sit, and we would sit and just listen, this was when we were all quiet for a change. Dad’s face was calm and I can imagine now that I am older he was going to a place in his mind far away from all the troubles of raising ten kids and working so hard every day to do that. Music was his escape.

The old radio was on constantly blaring out the latest tunes and usually having all in our family dancing and singing along. Our love of all kinds of music came from the beginning and still sticks around today for most of us. I remember my Mom and my Dad always singing along with some song on the radio or my Mom singing old tunes from long ago.

 When The Ed Sullivan show came on, we would all sit in the living room if Dad happened to not be working on Sunday nights and watch the music acts and enjoying every minute, if Dad was working a late shift we still never missed one of those shows it was the highlight of our week. My Mom would be right there with us, the music acts of course were my favourite.

There were always music acts on TV and I have to say some of my greatest memories came from a group called The Rat Pack and not just their music but the shenanigans and their obvious friendship. I can remember watching these shows and laughing, we would all be laughing. I remember watching my Dad and Mom smile at each other and I have no doubt they were remembering times before all the stress of raising our huge family. Music was their escape.

Ol’ Blue Eyes if I remember correctly was also a favourite of my Great Grandmother, yes I told you I was a lucky kid not only did I have my Grandmother but my Great Grandmother too, they lived with my Grandfather in a big house in the city. My Great Grandmother had a healthy admiration for handsome men and I remember sitting on the couch between my Grandmothers, my Grandfather sitting off to the side in his chair and watching the music shows of Frank Sinatra (Ol” Blue eyes), Sammy Davis Jr, Dean Martin and Peter Lawford, I remember all of us laughing and the singing along with the music. I do remember asking my Great Grandmother why they called him, meaning Frank Sinatra, Ol’ Blue Eyes; her reply was that he had dreamy blue eyes that you could get lost in. I stared at the B&W television and did not have clue what she was talking about. It was much later when I saw a magazine with his colour photo that I finally understood what she had been saying.

Yes I am a very lucky girl I have been surrounded by love of music and laughter and plain ol’ love all my life.


I know you cannot see Frank Sinatra’s eyes in these old B&W You Tube videos but take my word for it Frank the cat would have given him a "run for his money" in a handsome beautiful blue eye contest.

Yes I am a very lucky girl indeed to have sweet memories like these. See you again soon Frank. It would be nice to listen to some of that good ol’ music with Frank the cat someday. In the words of my Great Grandmother “You could get lost in those eyes”.

Later

37 comments:

  1. I had a pure white cat years ago with blue eyes, and his name also was Frank *smile*

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  2. Yes. My family was surrounded by music from every era and ilk. It was wonderful. I hope I have passed that love and respect for music to the next generations.

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  3. Lovely memories. And I do love the cat pictures!

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  4. Great memories, Buttons. How nice that Frank the cat helps brings those happy memories into focus.

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  5. What great memories! And I love blue eyed Frank the cat...such an unusual color!

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  6. Fond memories indeed. Before we had our own TV my parents and I would visit my Uncle and Aunts and watch the Sullivan show on their TV.

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  7. Yes, Frank the Cat IS Wonderful -

    I was raised in the world you are talking about - Frank Jr. was one of the "big kids" in my world -

    How happy the entire family would be to read your story.

    How happy i am to have you as a cyber-chum . . . every one of your posts touch my heart.

    love & love,
    -g-

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  8. I have a "blue eys as well. His name is Duddles. Only because that is what my now 5 year old called him. I think when she was a teeny toddler she couldn't say kitty and called it Duddles instead.

    I thought at first you were tributing Stompin Tom, ops my mistake.

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  9. WHat wonderfu memories, and what a beautiful cat!

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  10. Frank the cat is a real beauty! I'm partial to cats . . .

    I enjoyed your musical memories. Brought back some of my own! :-) My parents loved music, too.

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  11. Thanks for taking me down memory lane, Buttons. I loved the Rat Pack and Ol' Blue Eyes. I saw Sammy Davis, Jr. once in a store in Las Vegas and said a few words to him.
    My grandma lived with us and she and I were the ones that would sit and watch all those shows.
    Love the blue eyes of your cat.

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  12. How wonderful that you have such great memories. Frank is quite handsome.

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  13. What a wonderful way to recall your musical memories.. in the eyes of a blue eyed cat! Who is just as beautiful (LOVE those 'ol blues) as his name sake... :)

    Blessings, Debbie

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  14. I have three cats and love them to death :) Have a nice week and thanks for sharing

    ~ Life

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  15. Pretty kitty ! My family are musically inclined . My father played the piano , organ and accordion my siblings also played instruments mum and I sang , we would all get together every Sat night for a jam and have a ball dancing to . My parents loved to dance and I loved watching them get out there and do their thing at barn dances . We had an old hifi that my dad would play their records on . My parents loved all kinds of music so we were brought up with a big variety . Lovely post thanks for jogging my memories of fun musical times ! Have a good day !

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  16. Looks to me like Frank lives in a beautiful home. I didn't think you were old enough to remember all the Sinatra stuff. There are many of his albums in a box in our loft. I am also a great music fan...listen everyday.

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  17. Aw Frank (cat) blue eyes, capture me....ha,ha. Beautiful,blog Buttons, brings many memories up front but also the happy times...in your little house on the prairies. :)

    Hugs..
    Auntie M

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  18. Frank the cat is beautiful. I remember Frank Sinatra and his music.

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  19. Those b&w pictures are so nostelgic. What a bunch of funny guys that Rat Trap gang was :-)

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  20. Beautiful blues eyes Frank the cat! I remember the Sullivan days, rarely missed a show! Do you remember seeing "the Beatles" for the first time on his show?

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  21. You always write the most beautiful retrospectives! Lovely memories my friend :)

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  22. Frank the cat is gorgeous...is he deaf? I've always read that white cats, with blue eyes are deaf.

    Great childhood memories....

    And I am reading your post, listening to the Wailing Jennies...

    Jen

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  23. Beautiful blue eyes!
    You have wonderful memories. Memories are what keep us on many days!
    Love your post on this....a lot of pictures come to my mind in reading it. All warm:)

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  24. Your writing had me sitting in your living room right along with you! We loved music in our house, too, but it was just me and my mom. Sometimes my uncles would play guitar for us on Sunday afternoon when we visited my grandparents. My grandmother was always humming some tune or hymn while she worked around the house. She loved handsome men, too, and that is how she voted. If you were ugly, no vote from Maw Maw. LOL Perfect name for your cat, btw.

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  25. I love country music, but there are times I just want it quiet. Perhaps because my job drenches me in noise (I'm a school bus driver, 40' bus w/78 kids) that I enjoy quiet. But I do love Frank Sinatra's music, and others of that era, Tony Bennett... etc.

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  26. i think music makes your soul happy!!

    cute little fur baby!!

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  27. i don't listen to much music these days, but i like that cat!

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  28. Such memories make us who we are. All that *goodness* to be recalled when things in life get tough. Thank you for sharing this. What a gorgeous feline :)
    Hope you are feeling well these days!
    xo, misha

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  29. Love the blue eyes...of both Franks but especially your memories!

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  30. That is some good music! Love the story about you all listening on the record player and dancing along. Music is a wonderful escape.

    Cute kitty photos, too! His eyes are so lovely.

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  31. Awww, what a pretty kitty - and yes, I remember Ol' Blue Eyes, Ed Sullivan, and records that skip :-)

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  32. Such a pretty cat! I grew up with old gospel hymns : )

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  33. Lovely memories there for you my friend. Hugs M xoxox

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  34. my hubby is a musician! I often feel that my life with him is like living in a 1940-1950's musical. He is always breaking out in song. It does just melt away your worries and I love him for it.

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  35. Frank is a beauty, and well-named.

    Music was a big part of growing up for me, too. Not just watching the shows, and listening to the radio and records, but in big family gathering where everybody sang. Sometimes we sang along with Mitch Miller, and sometimes we all just sang. Then there were the gatherings as a teenager, where a bunch of us kids would get together with our guitars, banjos, tamburines, etc. and have our own hootenannies. Good memories.

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  36. i dont know why, but nat king coles version of "unforgettable" kept playing through my head as i read this... :)

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