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Alisha Kelly: Les Feuilles Mortes
Those memories are buried in the dusty corners of my mind, like the faded photographs from the early ‘80s, their edges blurred with a sepia tint. Her voice, distinct and rich, still clearly resonates within me.
Sue and Dot. Dot and Sue.
I find myself wishing I had more time, wishing I could remember everything. Heck, I even knew everything about her. But our heads never remember all the things that our hearts wants to. All you can do is know that the love stays. I’ll be over here struggling to pass on those life-lessons to my daughters that Dot Rocca made look so easy.
