It might interest you to know that that poem was written about George Washington. (The story is about him, too.)
Ah, Crosby, Hope & Lamour! (What you want to bet the archangels are applauding a quick song-and-dance trio?)
Posted on 07/28/2003 11:27:07 AM PDT by carlo3b
THANK YOU BOB HOPE for all of our memories. Especially mine.Bob Hope, I will never forget you, because you touched my life at times that turned out to be some of my most important memories I have.
As a young boy while growing up in Chicago's Little Italy, we had a city wide art contest, that offered the finalists a chance to be awarded our prize on stage at the downtown, Chicago Theater. It wasn't an everyday opportunity to get a chance to go to the grand old palace, where you got to watch the biggest movies of the day, but also some of the greatest entertainers perform their crafts, live. That day, I won my scholarship and changed my life. I was awarded my ribbon during the intermission of, you guessed it, The BOB HOPE SHOW, and his ALL STAR cast.
When I went on stage to get my award I was escorted off through the back stage area, when I was greeted by the Man himself, a smiling gentleman, in what he made me believe, he was proud, so very proud, to shake my little hand. I'm not sure what had the biggest impact on me, that I won, or that it was possible to be thought of as important enough to honored by a genuine MOVIE STAR.
Fast forward %$^ years, and say hi to a shave tail, 2nd Lieutenant at Bunker Hill Air Force Base, a SAC base in Peru Indiana, when a plane landed with a gaggle of big deal Movie Stars, with the USO tour, that made an unscheduled stop on their way overseas. I was on duty, and was standing there when the doors opened and BINGO, there was BOB HOPE, smiling and cracking jokes as the beautiful girls walked down the latter. I can still hear the hoops and hollers as they walked around greeting those love starved red blooded American boys working the line miles for home. What a treat, I waited my turn to shake his hand as he made the rounds. With all the noise and laughter, it didn't seem like a place to remind him of our prior encounter, but it didn't matter, he was already my/our HERO.
That art scholarship enabled me to advance to a level that I could hone my skills as a costume designer, and get to the big show, Hollywood. There, I worked first as a wardrobe assistant, on some of the greatest variety shows of the golden age of TV. On one such show, The Red Skeleton Show, the guest star was none other than, BOB HOPE. What a moment, I was already in awe over meeting Mr. Red Skeleton, but when Mr. Hope walked in, bigger than life, I was almost paralyzed. I shook his hand and showed him to my little corner of the backstage area. As we walked, I mentioned that I had the pleasure of meeting him before.. he stopped and said, "don't tell me, you were the young boy that won the art contest in Chicago". Wellllllll, that did it! He made a big deal of this with the entire cast, and for that moment, I was instantly important, and however fleeting, he once again made an impression on me that was and is forever indelible... sigh.
Years later, and in a new and improved life outside of the Lights and Glitzy of Wonderland, I was the General Manager of a grand new hotel in downtown Chicago, when someone called my office, excited to say we had the pleasure of having BOB HOPE as a guest in one of our suites. I placed a call to the front desk and said if that suite requested anything that was out of the ordinary, I was to be alerted. I had a strict rule, that no one was to bother any dignitary, with request for autographs or anything, however tempting, without my prearranging an approval with someone in their entourage. So when the call came in to my room that Mr. Hopes suite was asking for a case of our finest Champagne, and hors d'oeuvers, to be immediately brought to his suite, it was about at about 9:30 PM at night, not a usual occurrence, I saw my chance drop in and say Hi, to an old friend... LOL.
I accompanied the order to his room, and I was shocked when he answered the door, and before I could catch my breath, and while I held out my hand to shake his, he grabbed it and pulled me inside and escorted me to the sofa in front of the TV. It was the moment that Astronaut Neil Armstrong, was about to take his historic step onto the surface of the moon. It turned out to be more that one small step for man it was a giant leap for my scrapebook.
Soooooo, can you believe it, I sat there in a suite with BOB HOPE, and watched the world change forever. That entire evening, I had the distinct pleasure of enjoying what turned out to be much more than an historic event, it turned out to be a wonderful memory in more than one way. It was indeed funny how he had a way of making you feel so special.
To you Mr. BOB HOPE, you gave us servicemen and servicewomen, a continued reason to believe that our country still loved us, even if it wasn't always clear, and you gave this lowly American a reason to think that even a devoted and still a star struck fan could fantasize enough to call you a dear friend. Thank you my dear friend, for all the memories.. May God Bless you.
"If" has been a long-time favorite and it indeed is by Kipling. I learned it by heart at one time - (by choice, not in school). It made an impression on me the first time I read it. I still quote "If you can dream-- and not make dreams your master;" from time to time.
Will there ever be a combo as Lamour, Crosby and Hope? I'm glad I was there to enjoy them!
It might interest you to know that that poem was written about George Washington. (The story is about him, too.)
Ah, Crosby, Hope & Lamour! (What you want to bet the archangels are applauding a quick song-and-dance trio?)
Stockton developer and San Diego Chargers owner Alex Spanos brought Bob and Dolores to the air show. Oh yeah, the Blue Angels were there too.
Bob didn't perform, but Bob, Dolores, and Spanos did a "Pass in Review" in an open Lincoln Continental in front of all the spectators. They were quite a distance away from the crowd, but it was still exciting to see Mr. and Mrs. Hope.
If I remember correctly, the announcer stated that the limo they were riding in was pretty famous too. It was used in Dallas on November 22, 1963.
At the air show, it seemed that Bob may not have been too well at the time. Didn't matter to me. I finally got to see Bob Hope. My time overseas at Christmas time was in the Philipines and Bob, rightfully so, was performing in VietNam.
Salute!, Bob. You will always be remembered. Thanks for the memories
It was one of those riveting moments in time when it becomes frozen in our collective memories, and mine sweetened by this great mans generosity.
Believe me, it was my pleasure. Thanks for your kind words.
He was a true patriot.
He was a great comedian, always made me laugh.
He had a great run, 100 years!
What a profound truth, and made so by his repeated kind actions to ordinary people..just read this thread and listen to the personal warmth he gave to so many. Truly WHAT A GUY!
Thank you so much.. I could not say it better ..I totally agree..
It sure doesn't sound like it. What a treasure he and his memories are...
I'm not at all surprised by the outpouring of love that this man has engendered in his lifetime. This is the harvest of the seeds of kindness that he has sown throughout his life out of his common decency toward his fellow man.
About a great man.. Thanks
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