When my parents first came to this country in 1972, before they were even married, they went straight to a James Brown concert. Literally. A friend of theirs picked them up from Dulles International Airport and took them directly to the show at Carter Barron Theater on 16th Street. It's amazing to think that it was their very first experience here in the US.
It hit home with my parents to realize how fast time flies, to be made aware when gathered with family on Christmas day after the passing of a musical legend.
He will be missed for sure.
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
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