Dear Al Jarreau,  Last Tuesday evening, Larry and I were at the Olympia Theater in Paris with you.  You had been singing for about 8 minutes when Larry leaned over to me and said: I am hooked. The concert hall was filled with true fans, needing to hear jazz as it is/was meant to be presented. Larry held my hand and we watched you. Mesmerized.

It was the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. With so much to be thankful for already, I was in awe of the absolute joy that surrounded me in the Olympia. Joy, adoration, a big band, your organic jazz, love and yes, I saw you cry.

Why is it that time goes so fast during times of shared inspiration? I hope that I will always remember that evening. You shared your ART and shared your love. What more can an ARTist do?

Merci Beaucoup M. Jarreau~Love you beyond the Moonlight. Me