A Tribute to Tina Turner
I was 22 when I lived in Paris, and I was deeply homesick. I asked my brother to mail me the Best of Tina Turner. He did along with a bunch of American goodies, and a loaf of my favorite Rye bread!
Boy, I remember listening to Tina's songs in my apartment and dancing to it. It saved me. It's interesting how the people we may never meet in our lifetime can touch us and help us get through the day. I’m saddened to hear of her passing. I was a big fan and always be. R.I.P. Tina.