(January 25, 1938 – January 20, 2012)
Miss Etta James, your timeless voice carried over the years with a golden quality, teaching me classic love and a raspy blues throughout my life. You were the last of the living legends, and will be missed.
At last, you may rest in peace.
Cry Like A Rainy Day - Etta James (Love’s Been Rough On Me)
I’m never really good with goodbyes because I cry like an inconsolable, crippled baby, but I know that you were somewhere with me yesterday, lifting my recently sad spirit for a day, to avoid a goodbye. Maybe that’s why I felt better yesterday, with only pockets of sadness born from thought-provoking music.
You are, and always will be loved. Now, always missed.
May you rest in peace, Tito Chito.
“I’ll always remember him for that big, cheery voice and ready smile, and his morning visits to my dad. He will be missed.”
-My mom, speaking about him.