I wonder how many readers can remember what they were doing on November 27, 1975. It’s a date that is unforgettable for me because that’s when I saw my idol performing in person for the first time, after decades of worshiping him from afar.

It’s the night Frank Sinatra came to Israel and performed at Binyenei Ha’uma (The Jerusalem Convention Center).

From the time I was a teenager, his voice and songs had thrilled me. And then, at age 44, the thrill hadn’t lessened. I was probably the oldest bobby-soxer (as his fans were called) in the audience.

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