You've heard the story before, but I never get tired of telling it. Very soon after my dad died, my younger brother was in my dad's bedroom, and the radio came on...we still don't know why it came on...maybe it was an alarm clock radio and it was set. But, what we do know is that the radio came on and the lyrics my brother heard, (before he nearly ran from the room with fear), were, "here we are in heaven, and you are mine at last". Before then I had never heard of Etta James or the song At Last. I researched and found out who it was.
Today on the news they said Etta James was sick with cancer and dying.
Maybe she can sing to my dad in person. Maybe they'll sing together.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Q2rZb7E0EY&feature=related
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