I have this rule about Ella. If she is playing on my iPod. I do not want to be spoken to and I don’t interrupt her. I make sure the song is completely done before I walk out of the room. It a respect thing. It is very reverent thing for me. Many years ago my husband and I were living in NY. We finally got this apartment, but we hadn’t gotten our electricity or anything turned on, and we were walking around after my visit with Atlantic. We passed by Radio City Music Hall where tickets were on sale for Ella Fitzgerald. We looked at each other, and looked in our pockets. We knew we didn’t have electricity, but to have this chance to hear Ella Fitzgerald, we decided we could do without electricity. So, we bought those tickets, had a wonderful time, went back to a dark house, lit some candles, had no refrigerator we used snow to keep milk and butter cold in between the back door and the screen), but we were so happy for that experience. It’s what you do for the love of music. (continued on page 14.)

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