Every year after Guy Lombardo and the Royal Canadians went off the air on New Years' Eve, my Papa would say the same thing: "It ain't been the same since Guy Lombardo left." Pointing out that, "Papa...Guy Lombardo is dead, he can't exactly be here anymore..." always got the response of, "doesn't matter - it still ain't been the same."
How right he was.
This is for you, Papa.
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Thursday, January 1, 2009
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