Then we almost opted for the song, "Those Were the Days My Friends" that goes like this:
Those were the days, my friends We thought it'd never end We'd sing and dance for ever and a day. We'd live the life we chose We'd fight and never lose, Those were the days, oh, Yes, those were the days.But we settled on the theme song Bob Hope used all his life, "Thanks for the Memory." Those of you who don't know the melody, go to the Bob Hope website (www.byjoy.com/BobHope.html). Those of you who do remember, you'll have no trouble, those who don't, our condolances.
The music, written by Ralph Rainger with lyrics by Leo Robin, was introduced on the "Big Broadcast of 1938" by Shep Fields and his Orchestra.
There are too many memories and too many friends to include all of them, or even a representative number of them, in the parody below, partly because it is tough to rhyme some names.
(What rhymes with Claire, Seidler, Rawich, Jareck, Fernandez, Verrell, Yniguez, Jarrin? -- as you can see, the list goes on and on )
So although Vero Beach feels like a spurned lover, the warm feelings most of us have toward the city and it's kind residents and particularly the tradition-steeped Dodgertown, will always remain in our hearts.
THANKS FOR THE MEMORY Of Campy, Reese and Jack, Combining white and black They changed the way a Nation thought And never would go back How lucky we were Thanks for the memory Of Walter O and Kay Who really led the way We all felt, as Peter did, It Never Would go way How happy it was Now that we're leaving I wake up Alone on a gray morning-after I long for the sound of the laughter And then I see, the laugh's on me Thanks for the memory Of Sandy and Sweet Lou Cey and Garvey, too The helped turn this pretty beach A Dodger Shade of Blue How happy that was Thanks for the memory Of Fernando and his eyes Looking at the skies He used a tricky screwball To cut batters down to size How clever he was Gone are those evenings at Lenny's Good times, it seemed were galore, But Walt got sore, Knocked down the door Thanks for the memory Gibson and his cap Tommy and his nap Orel was near-perfect and put kindness on the map We'll never forget Thanks for the memory Ross and Vinny at the mike. Manny on his bike. Of young replacement players We said, "What's there not to like?" They hustled so hard Thanks for the memories Of Mouse and Tony J, Diamond's quiet way They helped us out so many ways We'd really like to say, We thank you so much. Thanks for the Memory Sunrise on the beach, Bobby's was a peach But Captain Hiram's manatee Seemed always out of reach But we didn't care Many the times that we feasted Many the times that we fasted But boy, it was fun while it lasted But fun is fun, and now we're done We had our bed of roses But forgot that roses die -- And we thank you so much.