... fried onions that kept me from sleeping. Thought I'd pass the time by figuring out what you see in all this loose-life music. "Etta laughed softly to herself as she climbed the steps toward the light and the love and the comfort that awaited her." (Gloria Naylor, The Women of Brewster Place, Penguin Books, 40 West 23rd Street, New York, NY 10010, USA) Singing the Lord's song is not a solo performance. We sing together, or we sing for someone else until they can sing, or others sing for us until our hearts ...
