ABSTRACT
I would like to dedicate my brief presentation to the memory of one of the towering artists and great cultural workers of our time. I’m talking about none other than Sarah Vaughan, who was buried just yesterday in Newark, New Jersey. In fact I debated whether I would come yesterday or whether I should go to the Mt. Zion Baptist Church that helped produce one of the most subtle and nuanced voices of intelligence, insight, and pleasure-giving ever produced by this country and working within, of course, the great art form produced by working-class people in this century, namely jazz.
