I will go pray for 2 hours while hubby walks the dogs.

And hopefully I will be able to light up some small lamps in her memory.

I'll bring 40$.

Holly Cole Trio is singing. She reminds me of Tummo in her whismical freedom as a singer of jazz. I will never know who Tummo was or will be. But I hope when I meet her again, i have no doubt I will, I will recognize that i have loved her somewhere. Could I meet her when she is human too, God? Buddha smiles and laughs jolly: of course!