Empty tables

Double bonus for a Wednesday:

Pause with me a minute and remember the life of a remarkable talent today. Francis Albert Sinatra, the Chairman of the Board, Ol' Blue Eyes, died 10 years ago today.

I just wrote an extended piece on Sinatra and his signature film role in "From Here to Eternity" last week. So, I won't belabor the point.

Suffice to say Sinatra was and is a legend, a performer in every sense of the word, the kind you liked, the kind you hated. He was vulnerable and he was cruel, but more than anything he could sing (and swing) his ass off.

Here's to you, Frank. This Jack Daniel's and soda is for you, pal.

Since you've been gone, every night has been like singing to empty tables...