Thanks for the Memory

It has been a long road filled with many wonderful memories and few tragedies. My grand plan is to tell these stories and link them to this page.

Recently, while watching a piece about Bob Hope on the Sunday morning news caste, the song “Thanks for the Memory” was played as the story completed. What a wonderful song but it caused me to become nostalgic and think about and cherish various memories I could conjure about our married life.

The heading picture (also second from right bottom row) is stuck into the mirror of the dresser that is in our bedroom. It has been there for forty years or so. There was a photo booth somewhere. I will guess that I am thirty or so in this picture. (Just starting to show a little gray in the mustache.)

Those were some incredibly busy years in our life together. The children were very small. Most of my memories of that time are indistinct and fuzzy. Actually my memories of last year are indistinct and fuzzy. Covid-19 will do that.

The lyrics to the song go like this:

Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse
Nothing in my purse
And chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse
How lovely it was

Thanks for the memory
Of Schubert’s Serenade
Little things of jade
And traffic jams
And anagrams
And bills we never paid
How lovely it was

We who could laugh over big things
Were parted by only a slight thing
I wonder if we did the right thing
Oh, well, that’s life, I guess
I love your dress

Thanks for the memory
Of faults that you forgave
Of rainbows on a wave
And stockings in the basin
When a fellow needs a shave
Thank you so much

Thanks for the memory
Of tinkling temple bells
Alma mater yells
And Cuban rum
And towels from
The very best hotels
Oh how lovely it was

Thanks for the memory
Of cushions on the floor
Hash with Dinty Moore
That pair of gay pajamas
That you bought
And never wore

We said goodbye with a highball
Then I got as high as a steeple
But we were intelligent people
No tears, no fuss
Hooray for us

Strictly entre nous
Darling, how are you?
And how are all
Those little dreams
That never did come true?

Awfully glad I met you
Cheerio and toodle-oo
Thank you
Thank you so much


Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Leo Robin / Ralph Rainger
Thanks for the Memory lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc

The ending is very sad. Endings are sad. We are not at an end. Let’s not be sad or melancholy. Let’s celebrate what is to come and cherish what was. Stories come to me from the experiences that we have shared together and from experiences that we have had apart.

This page is a new one. Stories from the past are collected here. Current stories are collected in a different space.

This my rewrite of the ending of the song:

We said hello under a full moon
Bright as high noon
And we are intelligent people
Plenty of tears, plenty of years
Hooray for us

I am just, for you
Darling, how are you?
We both have
Those little dreams
That never did come true but

Don’t be blue

Awfully glad I met you
If we ever must say Cheerio and toodle-oo


Thank you, dear
Thank you so much for being near

I love you, so thanks for the great life.

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