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musically auspicious...birthday tribute/G+ writing challenge pt 1

You can read this without the beginning, but if you wanna read the beginning, it's the first segment here. (it's 1395 words, but one of my favorite pieces of writing.) And tomorrow, or maybe, um, well, soon, there's a bit more to come. 

Jack came around the counter then and sat down. "Tommy, Vinny probably didn't tell you the coolest thing of all about Tom Jones."

Vinny looked puzzled. "You got me there, Jack."

"Well, do you know his birthday? June 7. Dean Martin could be Tom Jones' dad, but they were born on the same day, at least."

"I never did know that, Jack. Got any more, born on that day?"

"Actually, I know of two. The actor Liam Neeson and…" Jack hesitated. "Another singer, as a matter of fact."

"Who is it?" demanded Tommy, "Julie London? She's a good one."

Jack laughed. "No, not quite. It's Prince." He watched as Vinny and Tommy worked out who he meant.

Vinny spoke first. "You mean that little guy, sang all them dirty songs back in the 80s? He was born on Dean Martin's birthday?" 

Tommy laughed. "I remember, "Little Red Corvette." Yeah, that guy, he's really sharp. I don't know if I woulda said he's cool like Dino, though."

"Or Tom Jones?" Jack mused. "Tom Jones sang a Prince song, as a matter of fact. So that's something."

Vinny stared at him. "Tom Jones sang what, one of the dirty ones? You're kidding."

"He did." Jack said, "Let me go get my phone, I'll show you." He stood up and headed for the counter.

Tommy asked Vinny, "What does he mean, he'll show you? How's he gonna do that with the phone?"

"His cell phone, Tommy. Don't you know anything? His phone is smart. Smarter than you, I guess. It's got the internet on it." 

Jack returned, and the three of them huddled around his phone as he called up a YouTube video of Tom Jones singing the Prince hit, "Kiss." Vinny and Tommy stared, open-mouthed, and watched the whole thing without speaking. 


Then Vinny said, "Well, that was back before he got old, anyway." He shook his head. "I don't know what else to say."

"It wasn't 'Delilah,' that's for sure," Tommy muttered. "Hey, can you get Dean Martin on this thing?"

Vinny rolled his eyes. "It's the internet, Tommy. And it's Jack. He's probably already got it saved on there someplace, right Jack?"

"Righto, Vinnarino."

"Don't call me that."

"Okay. Here. You'll like this." Jack pressed play, and they all leaned in again. 


"That's good stuff there," Tommy said. 

Vinny and Jack nodded. "Yeah," they both said. 

All three sat quietly for a moment, then Tommy said, "You get porn on that thing?" 

Vinny clipped him on the ear and asked, "What's the matter with you, Tommy?"

Jack just shook his head and laughed, heading back to work as the two old men started arguing again.