If There Is A Heaven, I'm Sure

I Like Michael Buble.

Killing An Animal To Make A Coat Is Sin. It Wasn't Meant To Be, And We Have No Right To Do It.

You Haven't Lived Until You've Lived With A Cat.

I Couldn't Walk For Almost Three Years. That Was The Greatest Thing That Happened. Instead Of Dancing, I Sang.

The One Radio Voice That I Listened To Above Others Belonged To Ella Fitzgerald. There Was A Quality To Her Voice That Fascinated Me, And I'd Sing Along With Her, Trying To Catch The Subtle Ways She Shaded Her Voice, The Casual Yet Clean Way She Sang The Words.