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In memory of Whitney



Last night, I turned on Headline News. As I watched the program, the news scroll below caught my eye. It read “Houston sold over 170 million albums….”  I recognized it was referring to Whitney Houston. I thought this was an odd news item. Why would they mention this fact about Whitney Houston? Didn’t everyone know she sold countless albums with her powerful voice?
Then I saw in the caption before it “Breaking news.”  Immediately, I felt my stomach sink, preparing for some bad news. Sure enough, the next line appeared “Whitney Houston found dead in Beverly Hilton Hotel room, she was 48 years old.” As I watched the newscast, I felt very sorry for the family she left behind, especially her daughter.
I found this news unbelievable and unreal, no matter how many glamorous images of Whitney in happier days appeared on the screen and the anchor man’s voice giving the up to the minute details.  As they played clips of her songs, I realized how her songs were like the soundtrack of my high school and college days. IWanna  Dance with Somebody reminded me of my summer break from Notre Dame Academy.  I Will Always Love You was playing on the radio when I got a ride from a classmate at UNLV, who warbled along to the song.  
Her distinctive voice was a wonderful gift. I take great comfort that her music has been preserved for all of us to share.   Please find my favorite Whitney Houston song, For the Love of You. Her lovely voice and saxophone sounds are timeless. I hope she finds peace.     

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