Learning of David Bowie's passing brought back memories of a different age. It was an age of innocence and creativity. It was my teen years. And David Bowie sang to me, no matter how hard my day or how difficult navigation was through all those adolescent minefields. He would always bring me joy.
So hard to fathom this singular talent is no longer with us...at least in this life as we know it. But we are blessed to have witnessed his colorful characters over the years, and are privileged to hold onto his art... in our hearts and our minds.
Life is short.
But his legacy lives.
Ground Control yearns for you.
God speed, Major Tom.
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