I got the chance to say a goodbye to Ray Charles today. It never ceases to amaze me how different one day at work can be from the next. On the other hand, Reagan's funeral last week had all the markings of an original event. As it turns out we're back in the burial mode for a major celebrity. I realized today how much my father's musical tastes influenced me. The music of my youth included Ray Charles. Mainly because he was one of the artists that my father liked and played often. My taste in music has changed over the years, but it will always give me comfort to hear "my father's music" being played.
Hey, if anyone is wondering, Ray Charles is in the casket. They opened it for viewing, but respectfully requested that no pictures be taken while it was open.