Linda M. Lasley

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The great fact known Wynonna as Naomi are both pretty as a peach. This album was meant for the world. The year 1984 was an ironic year. Mother and daughters were like a revolving world. Naomi a very young mother raising a child while growing up together. Some say in that era the world was weak. Sinking going in a decline. The inner part of society decision makers as rulers. The outer part we trusted. Then trickling down all workers. Hippies infiltrated into a system. President Ronald Regan came into his second term then he fixed a financial economy. Conflict, assassinations, aids, then search for Justice. Great grandeur weddings in climb. Love is in the air. The Judd's being of that the most iconic duos in all this world. The world inhaled a vapor needed in the land: Country Music. There was a charismatic temple the Judds had that so calmed the world. A first album sold told as gave truth inside the soul. Their sound beat made you feel easy as too under control. With simplicity of words telling the story. Dynamics being in control as temple occasionally arose. Totalitarian was being protested. The Judds had an answer to theirs as that of world conflict. However, I'm not sure they knew it. Open up let the words flow. Talking it out was the answer. This album was seduced the world. It gave meaning and gave control. Wynonna, with her swag growl singing. A mysterious sultry Naomi entrance. A bridge in life being built as felt. The Judds were compelling!

Hello, especially to all those who remember me back in the day. I remember the days gone by coming from the mouths of icons. All those very lovely intellectual joyful ladies as Barbara Walters Joy Behar-Whoopie Goldberg-Meredith Vieira-Candi Carter and marvelous men Bill Geddie as Bill Wolf. A family called The View. I remember seriousness to all events. However I remember that humble family respect. All voices being heard as then the pause. Then the intertwine of words. As so I do remember that laughter. Stiches breaking were heard. Heaven's sake's if any work done! There was always that family stamp as to whom you were to be. As to respectful argument ensuing in the end to know there was room at the table for friendships. The hours end hearing oh well goodnight, John Boy goodnight, Mary Lou. A magic in all of you! The world is bold in unsung words chosen to say. I forever hope that whatever subjects are spoken. That two-way mirror is used. You're talking to the world and the world view is listening to you! The View alternates all members of the table in conversation too. There are always forums to talk about. Be that an icon not a run. In a fragile world we watch a table of family/friend's give opinions. The view back in the day the audience never wanted to go home. Give sight-wipe a slate-stay fresh-turn a page. Don't let the world define you. As the truth is being told you all enable this talk show. Each day seated on stage your prestigious presence is the View! SORRY-TEXT KEEPS BREAKING UP NO MATTER WHAT I DO!