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Anita O'Day, my favorite jazz singer, died a few days ago, and I didn't even know about it. Nate Wiley, Robert Altman, Bebe Moore Campbell, now Anita O'Day ... so many of my favorite people are gone.
Cradle me where Southern skies can watch me with a million eyes,
Oh sing me to sleep,
Lullaby of the leaves
Cover me with heaven’s blue and let me dream a dream or two,
Oh sing me to sleep,
Lullaby of the leaves.
Liz Spikol is senior contributing editor of Philadelphia Weekly. She writes the award-winning column The Trouble With Spikol, which began as a chronicle of her struggle with mental illness, and has since expanded into humorous musings on everything from graphic novels to how to use a mop. She also writes the paper's book review column, Lit Gloss. This blog -- named one of the Top 10 Bipolar Blogs of 2007 by PsychCentral -- is about mental illness policy, news, personal journeys and more.
Comments
I loved Anita O'Day too. Thanks for posting this.
Posted by: Drew | December 20, 2006 01:24 PM