Where were you when Old Blue Eyes died?
In May 1998, I was in Europe on a business trip (thank you Wisconsin Electric customers). I knew about Frank Sinatra's declining health before leaving the U.S., but did not have access to English language news during my first week across the pond.
On May 14, I went to dinner at Munich's Hofbrauhaus, where I inadvertently got drunk with some Chicagoans. Somewhere in the middle of an um-pah set (my BAL was somewhere near .28 after 2 liters of Maibock), the band stopped playing and the leader started to speak in German. It went something like this:
Blah blah blah, blah blah Frankie Boy blah blah blah.The band then played an um-pah version of New York, New York. Even in my condition, I figured out that Francis Albert Sinatra had left us.
Blah blah blah Old Blue Eyes, blah blah blah blah blah.
Frank Sinatra blah blah blah blah. New York, New York.