Luther Vandross. While writing today, I popped in one of his DVDs.
I teared up.
Luther was in Dallas about six months before a stroke eventually robbed us of a great gift. This was the first song, on Dionne's album, that I first paid attention to Luther.
I paid attention from then on.
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Saturday, May 31, 2008
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Thoughts of Past Loves
The Holidays are pretty much right here. Yep. Especially since three Christmas movies, in the last three days, between Lifetime and Ha...
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Goodness me! Another year (with some change) has passed since I last wrote. I apologize because not my intention. My plan was to be d... -
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