Hey pallies, likes 'nother day of givin' Dino-thanks has come our way. When we pondered what to share in deep deep homage of our most beloved Dino, we just knew that we couldn't sez it better then our amazin' Dino-prosin' pallie Ed whose Dino-thankin' Dino-trib was scribed a few years 'go just for all the faithful gathered here at ilovedinomartin...so once 'gain, here are Ed's outstandin' Dino-thoughts durin' our season of "Givin' Dino Thanks."
So pallies, likes sits back and relish each and every one of our Dino-phile Ed's heartfelt, remarkably revelatory reflections on our Dino, 'cause they are ladened with the deepest of the deep, the purest of the pure, and the truest of the true Dino-truths.
This year on December 25 it will be 20 long years since our most beloved Dino walked the earth, but his life and legacy continues to enthrall and call all us pallies to know, love, and honor our great man more and more each and every Dino-day.
Thanks Ed for sharin' your Dino-thanks with us in such a cool Dino-way. We trust as you now have the joy of fatherin' your own little boypallie that you are bringin' him up to loves our Dino likes you do. We so look forward to the day when you will be able to share more of your Dino-hearted prose with all your pallies here at ilovedinomartin.
Thanks most of all to our Dino...truly we wanna know you, love you, and honor you more each and every Dino-day! Dino-gratefully, DMP
Location? On a stage somewhere, Anytown USA.
Time? When Dino roamed and owned the earth.
Dino: “You know why they call it Plymouth Rock? Those pilgrims backed up their Plymouth into that rock. That’s why they call it Plymouth Rock.”
It was Dino that quickly pointed out that America was discovered by a fellow Italian, Amerigo Vespucci. In turn, it was America who discovered Martin, Sinatra, Como, Martino, Bennett, Vale, Laine, Darin, Damone, and Prima. All Italian-American singers who forever changed the American music landscape. Imagine a world without Dean Martin. Elvis has no direction. Sinatra hasn’t a Yin to Yang, and good luck with reviving the Humphrey Bogart-less Holmby Hills Rat Pack. Joey Levitch is still Joey Levitch. Who’s Joey Levitch you ask? Welcome to a Dino-less world. Joey Levitch became Jerry Lewis. The word “cool” would have been forever associated with the weather. The Beatles would still be remembered as being “untouchable”.
Let’s be selfish for a bit. Without Dino, we wouldn't have seen our fathers settling down in his favorite chair smoking his favorite pipe, spinning his favorite Dino LP. The man who makes my dad happy is the man that makes us happy. Pleasure hasn’t a salesman. Time passes and finds me sitting down in my favorite chair with my favorite beverage, listening to my favorite Dino iPod playlist. Coincidence? Think not my fellow Dino-phile. Dino transcends generations, countries, languages, races, sexes. He touches all! Cool has no color. Cool is ageless. You’re only as far from cool as the nearest Dino LP, CD, book, what have you. If you can’t find cool, pick up a Dino LP, look at it. It’s your cool compass, it always points to cool. Without it you’re never lost pally!
The things in life to be thankful for? Dino said it best..
Tender kisses, nights of bliss. Small moonbeams, sips of wine. Wedding bells, little kids, and dreams to savor. Blessings, man, wife, love and life. Memories are made of this.
Be thankful for those who brought them to you. Return the favor, help make others lives more memorable.
Happy Thanksgiving Pallies!