I saw a few snippets from her funeral today. She had a gift, a voice. While she had many incredible feats in her life, her problems defeated her in the end.
Was that really the guy doing her movie to come out later this year eulogizing her to gain movie ticket sales? Did her family do this to make more money?
I applaud her family for choosing her home church, instead of an arena, for the service, but it was a circus nonetheless, with her ex-husband storming out in protest (saw that on CNN, later).
Whitney Houston is a cautionary tale, like her friend Michael Jackson. All of this “they believe” nonsense is just that. I do believe in God. If He takes talented druggies young for His own purposes, so be it.
Perhaps the conductor, St. Peter, needs vocalists for the choir that will welcome us when that day comes. When my day comes I’d like to hear the music of Mozart, Bach, Beethoven; the voices of Marilyn Horne, Judy Garland, Frank Sinatra, Johnny Cash, Beverly Sills, Mary Travers and many others including Mahalia Jackson, Etta James, Nat King Cole. So many others.
If Ms. Houston was chosen, she’s got a good chance at the tryouts. Here’s to the diva, Dee
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