Mario Lanza and Drink, drink, drink

Subject: Mario Lanza and Drink, drink, drink

During this terrible hot spell (July-August 2006) which a weather man says has been caused by a slow moving High Pressure System now over the MidWest and inching towards the East--blocking the cooler air from Canada, I was reminded about what Nancy of Romanian Animal Rescue said about the importance of being well hydrated.

Because I am involved in animal welfare, I often get requests for donations from various groups. This one - RAR is spearheaded by this loving woman whom I have never
met personally but only through e-mails. In one of my e-mails to her, I mentioned that I had not felt well the Monday past. Immediately, she mentioned to me that I may well have been dehydrated. She suggested I ingest Gatorade if I again feel a sense of unwellness because there could be a real possiblilty that all I needed was to drink water or juice or gatorade which she says she carries in abundance on her trail walks.

Looking up "What drinks help to hydrate" on Google, I found that it didn't matter
what you drank though most links said water was the best. I had looked at the ingredients of Gatorade and found that the second and third ingredients were fructose - which is sugar. So, I felt I would rather drink water or ice tea or fruit juices instead.
But I shall always be glad that Nancy reminded me that as a senior citizen, it is
easy to become dehydrated without realizing it.

So what does this have to do with Mario Lanza? He is considered one of the greatest voices of the 20th Century and I believe his heyday was in the 50's and the 60's. That means that a great segment of the population today have never heard of him. But it was
my pleasure to see a movie of his - maybe it was called the Annivesary Waltz or
Be My Love - but in this wonderful movie (they don't make them like this anymore)
one of his regaling songs was called "Drink, Drink, Drink." Yes, I can sing it and since
I forgot the words I went to my favorite stand-by - Google and they immediately
picked up on it. For those, who remember it and want to hum a few stanzas here
they are:
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To eyes that are bright as stars when they're shining on me!
Drink! Drink! Drink!
To lips that are red and sweet as the fruit on the tree!

Here's a hope that those bright eyes will shine
Lovingly, longingly soon into mine!
May those lips that are red and sweet
Tonight with joy my own lips meet!

I am truly nostaligic for those days with movies which were inspirational
and family oriented. Violence, explicit sexuality were not the usual fare as they
are today. The ladies dressed beautifully and modestly. Even though Mario's
drinking song showed him with a stein of beer - that was so innocent when
compared to drugs, sex and violence which is mostly found on the movie screens.
today.

The only sad recall of this beautiful day in Kingston, PA where a friend and I
were visiting was the sad happening that preceded our trip to the movies.
She and I had stopped to make a visit in a Catholic church. This day there was roof
repair being done. Suddenly we heard a commotion above. Sadly, one of the
men had fallen off the roof to his death and which made it even more sad was
the knowledge that his brother had also been part of the repair crew on the roof.
We were sickened by the news. One can only imagine how his poor brother
felt.

Story ID:	700
Written by:	Suzana Margaret Megles (bio, contact, other stories)
Story type:	Musings, Essays and Such
Location:	Kingston PA USA
Year:	1955