On January 27th, 2013, I was seated in the next to last row of Prudential Hall at the beautiful New Jersey Performing Arts Center in Newark, New Jersey. Because of a lovely young lady, I was there to receive a belated Christmas gift: seeing Tony Bennett in concert. After an opening by his equally talented singing daughter Antonia, the booming recorded voice of Frank Sinatra emanated through the cavernous auditorium: “This is my man, this cat, and I’m going to say it again, he’s the greatest singer in the world, Mr. Tony Bennett!”
Tony took to the stage and performed for no less than an hour. When we thought he was leaving the stage for intermission, he reappeared and yelled to the audience “Should we keep going?!?” The audience whipped into a frenzy and Tony darted back to center stage, carousing through another series of songs associated with his career before ending with his famous “I Left My Heart In San Francisco.” All in all, one of the finest concerts I’ve ever experienced, performed by a man who at that time was nearing eighty-seven years old and yet moved with the strength and vitality of a person much younger.