Last night I went to the Hollywood Bowl to see Natalie Cole. I met her when she was nine years old with pig tails in Highland Park. Her father Nat was a very popular singer. With all the fame and money they went through a difficult situation with prejudice and racial feelings by some in the neighborhood. I remember the family being very classy and loving.
Later Natalie would overcome so much with drug abuse and the help of loved ones and family. Her mother had control of her finances and life until she was strong enough to take control over her own.
She is still here, strong, and very much a survivor.