(And he got a New York Post headline just last week...sort of.)
(And he got a New York Post headline just last week...sort of.)
My grandfather really got a kick out of Don Ho. He even named one of his horses Tiny Bubbles. He would sing the song to the horse when he was working in the stable, etc, and the horse would react in such a great way. I know, not the biggest story of the day, but my grandfather was the most influential man in my life before my husband, and I am happy that this memory popped into my head this morning.
As I remember didn’t he also dispense some champagne with those kisses?
His life was but a tiny bubble...tiiiny bubble...