Oh Gene

I never tire of that clip.

Every woman who watched you back in 1952 wanted to be Debbie Reynolds. They still do.

You may have been light on your feet, but your swooning fans imagined you in a heavy sweater with your muscled biceps around their shoulders as the fire crackled and the hot toddies blurred all of the world's hard edges.

You made it all look so effortless; and you made dancing sexy and masculine.

You would have been 100 today. The world misses you, Gene, but we'll never forget you.

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