Sharon Redd
I remember her song "In the Name of love" and had no idea,until earlier today that she died of A.I.D.S. back in the 90's. When I saw it along with the song one of her sons wrote and sang at her funeral, I broke down and cried my eyes out. Disco was my way of releasing the daily stress I experienced at work and home and would take me places I'll never forget. I'd warm up out there around 9PM and,by 10PM,the floor would be packed. I'd wind up jumping up onto the huge speakers as to not harm anyone who'd dare to get near me as I would spin,jump,whirl and twirl (ask John La Fever in Beltsville,MD,he's my witness!LOL)and wear my "Daizy dukes",no shirt,Rebocks,a light up ear ring that had a floating bulb that would make it light up in tune with my dance movements,a Swatch and different colored bandannas.I'd stay up there until last call.