I myself. Daddy wants to sing. Come to the four seasons. I don't remember getting dressed. I don't remember drive in there. But I remember when I got there, I saw francs sing to about two dozen people squeezed into the piano bar. And they were hanging on his every word. Yet aggressive Jack Daniels. He had a cigarette. And the room was so small. He didn't need a microphone. He sang, Here's to the winners. They used to be a ballpark witchcraft, summer wind. At one point, somebody yelled that Frank sing strangers in the night. In Frank said, I hate that fucking song and you would to if you sign at one million times. After that, I turned and headed for Michael. Because I knew it couldn't get any better than that. For a few months after that, I used to go to Nancy's Beverley Hills house, and we'd watched sopranos together on Sunday night's I missed my New York City family. Nancy Newitt. So she kinda adopted me for a little bit and I was eternally grateful. I haven't told my father used to sing to me the best is yet to come when I was a little boy. And knowing how I sing that same song to my son some fifty years later. You really see how life is so beautiful when it comes full circle. But then suddenly Nancy and I lost touch. But one they be found each other on Twitter And now exchange some kind words. And one day about a year ago. I couldn't figure out why But I saw that she blocked me. I tried again blocked the wrong Nancy Now. That was her. And she bought me. But why my heart sank. I didn't know the answer or what I believe to be the answer until a few nights ago. When I was looking for those. Of stars who send money to Democrats everywhere. I saw that Nancy Sinatra is a huge contributed to all of them. And she don't throw a few dollars out. She pays Obama Hillary Frank in a lot of attention. Big donations. She's all in just like the old song. She's a big spender. I guess she considers me the enemy because I went with Trump hasn't that said. I still the same guy. Still the same guy who shared a seat with RDA fathers eightieth birthday. Still seeing her father songs to my kids. Even asked myself whatever Matt a crossroads. What would Frank do while tell you what Nancy did? She blocked me. And that's fucking said, but that's what famed does. And that's why no matter how much I wish you Warren true fame is a bitch.