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The issue around death...

In the past few of weeks we have lost:

Etta James: 
 

Don Cornelius:

And Whitney Houston:

     Now, I do not know any of them personally but I do know their contributions to music. Each of these people have given something great to music and will forever live through that. Death should never be taking lightly. Ever! I don't care if the biggest drunk/drug user passes away death is serious.
     I just want to take the time to pay homage to these three people who have touched the lives of millions of people and paved the way for thousands of black artists today. I hope we all remember that everyday is not promised so make sure to appreciate every breath you're being blessed to take!

*On an aside I was very disheartened by the reaction to Ms. Houston's death. Yes, she battled with drugs in a very public way and yes, that's probably what took her life. But should her death be made light of? I mean, what if this your mother or sister or niece or aunt or cousin or...you get the idea. I just can't get with making light of such a serious time. I'm not in any way trying to condone or excuse her battle with drugs. That was inexcusable but she was only 48. It's OK to wear shirts emblazoned with, "Free Weezy or T.I." but not to mourn Whitney's death?? How does that even make sense?*
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