i was just thinking about dean martin today. and what he has meant to me over the past three years or so. opportunity has happened because of dean. what he means to people, even still about 16 years after his death. there's an ease, a comfort. even watching on youtube, i feel welcomed into dean's "home" each time he sits and talks, or sings. that's such a genuine thing. no one will ever replicate that.
everybody loves somebody sometime.
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