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“Thanks for the Memory” - 1000 Years of Memories by I. David Cohen

“Thanks for the Memory”

Having had the opportunity to meet and spend time with 10 seasoned citizens is something that I will never forget and will cherish for the rest of my life. In each and every case these 100-year-olds continue to possess a positive mental attitude and a zest for life. They have endured bad and sad times as well as times of extreme joy. I feel today they realize that deep down their contributions to society, community and their families has made a difference in the lives of those people they touched. These individuals are truly special.

We have chronicled over 1000 combined years of memories. Every time I hear Bob Hope sing Thanks For The Memory I can only yearn for days gone by. How about you?

(sung by Bob Hope and Helen Ross, 1938)

Thanks for the memory
Of rainy afternoons, swinging Harlem tunes
Motor trips and burning lips and burning toast and prunes.
How lovely it was.
Thanks for the memory
Of candlelight and wine, castles on the Rhine,
The Parthenon, and moments on the Hudson River line.
How lovely it was.
Many’s the time that we feasted
And many’s the time that we fasted.
Oh well, it was swell while it lasted.
We did have fun, and no harm done.
So thanks for the memory
Of crap games on the floor, nights in Singapore.
You might have been a headache, but you never were a bore.
I thank you so much.
Thanks for the memory
Of China’s funny walls, transatlantic calls.
That weekend at Niagara when we hardly saw the falls.
How lovely that was.
Thanks for the memory105
Of lunch from 12 to 4, sunburn at the shore.
That pair of gay pajamas that you bought and never wore.
Say, by the way, what did happen to those pajamas?
Letters with sweet little secrets
That couldn’t be put in a day wire.
Too bad it all had to go haywire.
That’s life, I guess, I love your dress
Do you? Thanks for the memory
Of faults that you forgave, rainbows on a wave
And stockings in the basin when a fellow needs a shave.
I thank you so much.
Thanks for the memory
Of gardens at Versailles, and beef and kidney pie.
The night you worked and then came home with lipstick on your tie.
How lovely that was.
Thanks for the memory
Of lingerie with lace, and Pilsner by the case
And how I jumped the day you trumped my one and only ace.
How lovely that was.
We said goodbye with a highball
And 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?106
Awfully glad I met you, cheerio, tootle-oo.
Thank you, Thank you