
In 1942 the radio was the only form of entertainment available to our family. I was about 3 and was able to speak fluently for the past year or so. My mother would listen to the radio and I would hear the music, after awhile I knew the words to all the popular songs. So I guess I became another form of entertainment, my mother would take me to St Mary's School and I would sing songs for the Nuns..I had more religious medals than the Vatican.
I remember one night Uncle Vinny asked my mother if he could take me for a soda, she said yes and off we went. I remember he took me to a store, I guess it was a combination soda shop and food place. It was next door to "The Dumps" movie theatre. I remember when you walked in there were tables and chairs and an "L" shaped counter, on the far left wall was a Jukebox. Having never seen one before I was fascinated by the colors and the bubbles moving around the colored tubes. It must have been a hang out for teenagers and there were about 4 or 5 girls and guys there sitting at the tables and counter. Uncle Vinny, who was about 17 took me over to the jukebox and sat me on top of it...Wow, I really felt like a big deal sitting up there. Some of the girls came over on the pretense of talking to me but I soon realized they were interested in my uncle. He was a very good looking guy and always attracted the girls. He was talking to them and suggested they put some money in the jukebox and pick any song and he bet them I could sing it. I remember singing song after song and loving the attention, something that we never had a lot of. I had a soda and I think a frankfurter but I am not sure about that. We were there quite awhile and loved all the girls attention, my uncle picked the one he wanted to hang with that night. I remember walking home with him and his "date"...After he dropped me off the two of them went out....and I went to sleep.....wow, I was a chick magnate even then..

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Great Story, I didnt realize there was only ~14 years difference between you and Uncle Vinny....
very cool
L- Ron
What a sweet story!
Grandma had a jukebox in the basement! It was the hit of the German Pinocle party crowd. No doubt. ;o)
...more religious medals than the Vatican ... LOL!
Do you remember any of the songs you knew back then?
Wish I could you hear sing one.
;o)
p.s. great job with the Wurlitzer photo!
Tink,
This is my favorite story, isn't it cool?
Thx so much for your comments here, its means alot to see people so interested. The stories are really very cool.
L- Ronzi
HI TINK...THANKS FOR THE COMMENTS.
YES, I DO REMEMBER A LOT OF THE SONGS AND EVEN THE WORDS...
ACCENTUATE THE POSITIVE
CHATANOOGO CHOO CHOO
BOOGIE WOOGIE BUGLE BOY
MAIRZY DOATS
AND A LOT MORE, AND NO, YOU DO NOT WANT TO HEAR ME SING, I MUST HAVE BEEN CUTE WHEN I WAS YOUNG BECAUSE I KNOW I COULD NOT SING,,,
TAKE CARE AND THANKS AGAIN...
HI
I LOVE THAT STORY ABOUT THE JUKE BOX, I ALWAYS THOUGHT UNCLE VINNIE WAS CUTE. NO WONDER HE HAD ALL THE GIRLS. I CAN'T BELIEVE HOW YOU REMEMBER ALL THIS STUFF. LOVE IT.
I DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING...
MAYBE MOM KEPT US IN THE APT. HA
LOVE YA
I remember when Robert did something similar with me when I was about 5 or 6. He was watching me I think when my parents were picketing a movie house where the owner wanted to show porn movies...anyway, that's another story.
Robert took me to where his friends were hanging out and I thought at first that the girls really liked me; but then I realized they were just being nice to me to get close to Robert. I played along and got a "Green Hornet's" ring from one of the girls.
That's what I remember of the night; I'm sure Robert remembers much more detail.
Very nice! I love all those songs you mentioned. I'm a nut for 40's and boogie woogie. Big Bands. Bing and Bob. Andrews Sisters. Sinatra. I used to sing Mairzy Doats to my own children. ;o)
Toni..thanks for the comment..you and I were used because we could attract the crowds...lol..it is funny for every story I write it brings 3 others to mind. if there are any stories you want to share with "The Group" just send me an email and I will post it for you..take care...luv Cuz
Hey Tink...I found out years later that what I was actually saying was, "Mares eat oats, Doe's eat oats and Little Lambs eat ivy"....now you know the whole story..LOL
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