As many may be aware, or perhaps not, Whitney Houston was found dead this afternoon in L.A. at the age of 48. A very young age if you ask me. Immediately, the first thought of her, was of the National Anthem just before Super Bowl XXV. A moment that has always wowed me, as with many others. Especially at the time, the first Gulf War. I had several cousins over there, so it hit home for me. The second memory, was when my sisters took me with them to Riverfest in St. Paul when she had a concert that evening. At the time, yeah, I kinda hoped the rest of my head banging buddies weren't there. But I will admit, I was happy to get to see her, and what an awesome voice she had. Never did thank them for that. That was a few years before the Super Bowl performance. Enjoy this little tidbit from that Super Bowl I was able to find. (With a little help from Chris) If you never saw or heard it, take a moment to now. She will always be remembered as a part of Super Bowl history.
Farewell and Godspeed Whitney