Reply #15: I'll tell you who it was, and that I dropped my silverware and had to set my

[Mira]

plate down and lost support of my legs. After I picked up my silverware and steadied myself against the wall tears started to run down my face as I stared at Jessye Norman.

I was at Maya Angelou's house, who is a resident of my town, and we know each other well enough for me to be invited. The guest list was illustrious to say the least, not only Oprah, but also Tony Morrison, many others. I had been invited before, and had met these super celebrities.

But ONE NEVER EVER KNOWS what will undo you.
For me it was Jessye Norman, with whom I later had a long involved private conversation and she was as gracious as a diva of such renown will be, and I will never know if she had a good time as she pretended to have. I sure will never forget it, and she let me photograph her, too.

The only other time I lost it like this in my pretty long life was on getting my first glance of the Grand Canyon, peeking through the forest of the North Rim.