Posts Tagged With: “They Can’t Take That Away from Me”

Day 2760: They can’t take that away

Today is our beloved kitty Oscar’s last day on earth.  We have scheduled a “peaceful passing” for him today at 5 PM; it’s unclear whether he will make it to then.  Either way, we know it’s the right decision to let him go.

Many thanks to all my readers for helping us through this painful process.

Last night while spending time with Oscar, who can barely walk and has stopped eating entirely,  I rewrote the lyrics to my favorite song  — “They Can’t Take That Away From Me.”

The way you ate your meal,
The way you meowed off key.
The way you made us feel,
No, no, they can’t take that away from me.

The way you took cat naps,
The way you watched TV.
The way you graced our laps,
No, no, they can’t take that away from me.

We may never, never meet again on this earthly road of love,
But there’ll always always be the memory of

The way you were our cat
The best a cat could be,
The memory of all that
No, no they can’t take that away from me.

No, they can’t take that away from me.

The night before last,  Oscar was gracing my lap as we watched  Fred Astaire  and Ginger Rogers take dancing and singing to a new level with   “They Can’t Take That Away From Me” in the great Rogers-Astaire reunion movie The Barkleys of Broadway.

I wonder how many takes it took to capture that perfect performance.

They can’t take away this memorable comment about that YouTube video:

Daniel Bradford
3 years ago
No matter what happens, they can’t take away your memories.

No matter what happens, they can’t take away the memories of Oscar in this blog and in Oscar’s Facebook page, found here. And they can’t take away the nice comment left yesterday on Oscar’s Facebook page by the veterinarian who consulted with us last night about Oscar’s quality of life.

They can’t take away these photos from yesterday:

They can’t take away any of those memories.

They can’t take away my gratitude for everything, including Oscar and YOU.



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Day 1268: Abnormally Normal

Yesterday, I met with an old friend for a two-hour reunion.  I am abnormally normal when it comes to reunions — I never miss one, if possible.

During our two hours together, an abnormally normal number of things happened, including this:  my friend (who has known me since we were both 17 years old)  called me “abnormally normal.”

What does abnormally normal mean to you?

Are any of these photos abnormally normal?






















Is it abnormally normal that this is my favorite song?


I hope I get some abnormally normal comments on this post, which I shall now end in an abnormally normal way:


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Day 1236: Your Core

If somebody asked you to write, draw, craft a poem, or otherwise express yourself about “Your Core,” what  would you core-ageously create?

Here are my core creations  from a therapy group last night:



Because confidentiality is a core value of any therapy group, I will not reveal what others expressed about their cores. However, I will tell you that a core member of the group shared this from her core, as we were rounding the last core-ner of the group session:

The universe is more generous and gracious than we think.

That got me, to my core.

In my core, I believe synchronicity is a core force in our generous and gracious universe. Here’s a core photo I coincidentally took two hours before last night’s core group:


Do any of my other photos from yesterday connect to your core?







Music inspires me to the core, so I’ve been singing more, lately, from my core. Tonight, I’ll be joining a core group of 25 singers for  Piano Karaoke. (If you want to get to the core of how Piano Karaoke works, click here.)

Here’s my core list of possible songs for tonight:

Mad World

The Lion Sleeps Tonight

Cry Me a River

Blue Bayou

It Had to Be You


Mack the Knife

Lush Life

You Are Too Beautiful

Pretty Women

Michael from Mountains

They Can’t Take That Away from Me


Over the core-se of three hours tonight, I will sing about a half dozen songs from my core. Do you have any core suggestions of which ones I should perform?

Of core-se, I’m going to share some music in this core post. Here’s the tune that’s touching me to the core, here and now:

Watching that YouTube video, I notice even more core synchronicity. Tonight, my  18-year-old son Aaron is giving somebody a prom core-sage. And, he’ll be wearing his first tuxedo, as elegant as Fred Astaire.

Here’s something they can’t take away from me.


I hope, to my core, that my core readers know that gratitude is a core value of this blog.

Many thanks, from my core to yours.

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Day 526: They can’t take these away from me

In many blog posts over the last 525 days (but who’s counting?),  I’ve figured out ways to link together recent photos I’ve taken, intuitively and seemingly haphazardly.

Today, I’d like to use a song to connect heretofore unseen images I’ve captured within the last few weeks.

But what song shall I use, when there are so many great ones to choose from?

I know!  Last night, my son asked me what my favorite song was, assuming I would have trouble naming one.  It’s true that I DO often have trouble making decisions, but I was able to answer immediately:

They Can’t Take That Away From Me.”

Here’s a classic rendition, from YouTube, of that favorite Gershwin tune:

So, today I’ll use those lyrics — written by Ira Gershwin (for his brother George’s music) — as best I can (with some changes here and there), to connect.


The way you wear your hat,


The way you sip your tea,


The way you are a cat,


No, no, they can’t take that away from me.

The way your smile just beams,


The way you sing on-key,


The way you seem like dreams,










No, no, they can’t take that away from me.


I don’t have time, this morning, to complete that song with photos, rewrites, and/or explanations. I have to go to work, and I think I may have sprained my ankle (so I may need to see ANOTHER doctor, today).

Although, I do have time for this: I can present these remaining lyrics, evoking my inspiration for this song … my amazing 16-year-old son, Aaron.

The way you hold your knife,

The way you danced, when three,

The way you changed my life,

No, no, they can’t take that away from me.

No, they can’t take that away from me.

Changing the subject AND the song at the last minute, this was my son’s favorite song to dance to, when he was three years old:


Thanks to my son, to the Gershwin brothers, to Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong, to the B-52’s (for their danceable tune), to Oscar and Harley (the cats), to my friend Deb, to my niece Laura, to all those people pictured on the entrance to the House of Blues in Boston, to those who connect images and words with creativity,* to those who dream (including Bethany Sabbag) and to you — of course! — for what you bring AND take away.

* Including Jeff Schwaner, brilliantly, here. Nobody can take THAT away from me now, thanks to Jeff.

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