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M is for Memories
Memories light the corners of my mind. Misty water colored memories of the way we were. Love that song!
Memories can bring sadness or they can bring immense happiness, feelings of warmth and comfort.
I have some very beautiful childhood memories. One of my favorite is attending a concert where my cousin sang, you guessed it, Memories. The song and the vision of her on stage singing has been embedded in my mind for many years.
I realized I loved music and singing. My love for the arts was further solidified by visits to New York and seeing The Alvin Ailey Ballet, Mae Jamison, the late Phyllis Hyman, the late Gregory Hines and countless others on stage.
But my greatest and most profound memory of music happened at The Ford Theater in Washington, DC while seeing a play titled Your Arms to short To Box with God. That's when I saw and heard the infamous Patti LaBelle. Oh dear lawd! That woman sang!!!
I clearly see her even with open eyes, on stage singing and acting, her larger than life personality filling the theater. She stepped off stage during a solo and while I can't remember the song, I do remember sitting with my mouth open, completely mesmerized by this woman.
I am truly grateful to my great -aunt for exposing me to the world of the arts, especially music and providing me with so many amazing memories!