In my house it was gospel, Bob Marley, Michael Jackson and Whitney Houston. I wasn't sure what I would post about the passing of Whitney Houston, words can not express how much I admired her and looked up to her as a child. As an 80's baby, there really weren't that many images of young Black women on the screen outside of the Cosby Show (and Holly Robinson Peete of 21 Jump Street) on the scene who simply commanded everyone's attention just by opening her mouth and belting out a tune.
I will just leave it with this:
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