Our Christmas present to you: Dad sings Bing’s ‘White Christmas’

On this Christmas Eve, I celebrate the holiday in Mentor, Ohio — about 20 miles east of Cleveland with my family. That gang includes my sister Diane, her (now grown-up) kids: Judy and Dennis and and Dad (Frank). Dad, now 91, suffers from severe dementia, but he still recognizes me when I drop by his nursing home to visit. He can’t talk, but he bolts upright in his wheel chair and flashes a holly jolly smile to welcome me from distant New York and Los Angeles. Merry Christmas, dad!

Following a longtime tradition here at Gold Derby, I celebrate the Yuletide by sharing a recording of “White Christmas” I made years ago when my father still had full command of his wind pipes to mimic the sexy warble and pear-shaped tones of his hero, Bing Crosby

Admit it: dad really nails it! Bravo, poppa! I’d give you a Grammy, but Bing never won one either.

Best of the Yuletide to all Derbyites and your families! May your days be merry and bright and may all your Christmases be white.

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