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Sinatra, his molls and me

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#1    Ohelemapit


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Posted 23 March 2013 - 12:15 PM


Even before I hit my teens, my fantasies centred on hanging out with Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin and Sammy Davis Jr. In my dreams, I was living in Las Vegas. And then, bang, I was actually there.

I was a middle-class, 19-year-old of Lebanese extraction and less than spectacular looks who’d had an unexpected Number One hit with my song Diana.

The year was 1959, when Vegas was just a few hotels surrounded by sand and sagebrush — and controlled by the Mob. But it truly was a teenager’s fantasies come true: hot chicks, champagne on ice, gold-plated pink Cadillacs, sharkskin suits.

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Posted 23 March 2013 - 12:59 PM

This was a really great article, thanks for posting it! I would have LOVED to see Las Vegas back in the 60s.

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