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Provided all that, forgive me about being really enthusiastic about this past weekend in London. You see, just a few years ago it was retreating to the privacy of my grandpa's armchair to enjoy my kind of music - now this past Saturday, a Sinatra dinner at The Royal Lancaster in London, and royal it was, indeed. Meeting again with Roy Tresadern, the one and only London Frankenguide, was just a gasser. Meeting for the first time with Dick Schwarz, Beverly Elander and Rick Apt was equally exciting, and fascinating as well: Talking Sinatra in a relaxed atmosphere just as if you had been friends for years. Finally meeting John Ridgway, closing the circle back to those days when I first discovered his footpaths in Sinatra discographies.

And with all of these, making plans for the future. Releases, publications, newsletters. Oh boy.

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