The Dean Martin Show. The decades have passed, I should have listened to the late great Whitey Littlefield In my dream La Famiglia in Beverly Hills was nearly empty that night in 1985. The last waiters moved quietly through the dining room, folding napkins and straightening chairs. In the corner booth, Dean Martin sat alone. No cue cards. No audience, there was only Dean, sitting quietly. Whitey's Sinatra’s right-hand man was right, “You could’ve walked over and sat down with him,” In my dream I did. We talked about his days with Frank. "Let's have a Vino for Dino!"
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