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Dana lives in Seattle, and Tracie lives in Germany. We are businesswomen, writers and humorists. We write about life, dating, and today's modern women.

Good Golly Miss Molly! Memories of Little Richard

Little Richard… In Memory…My Memories

When he arrived at our home, the energy changed.  Although I was raised in a household that was vibrant and often times chaotic, Little Richard showed up boisterous, and unlike anyone I had ever encountered.

You will see me peering through the opening in this photo at our family home when Little Richard came to stay.  I couldn’t comprehend the commotion that surrounded this flamboyant being, who wore more makeup than my mom, donning a wig, and white booties.  As I reflect back, this pioneer of Rock n Roll shaped my youth and appreciation for eccentricity.  He could have coined the phrase, “Don’t follow the masses, because, often the M is silent.”  I recall being drawn to him.  One might even call it mesmerized because he was authentic, fierce and he owned it, going against every grain.

Little Richard was gender fluid, before this term was remotely acceptable.  It is said, he had a penchant for wearing his mother’s clothes and makeup and his father put him out of the house at age 15.  Although he married a woman briefly, he said his sexuality was complicated.  Even more complex was his music. The sounds that made the likes of Mick Jagger say he was one of his biggest influences.  I marvel at his bravery to take the stage and belt tunes such as Tutti Fruitti, Lucille, and Good Golly Miss Molly.  Little Richard went on to sell more than 30 million records.  One of my all time favorites was produced by our uncle, Quincy Jones- Do It to It.

Our father was a drummer and we hosted some of the greatest talent in jazz and rock and roll at our home.  Inevitably, these gatherings would turn into summer jam sessions in our yard.  Esther Phillips, Cannonball Adderley, Dizzy Gillespie, and Carmen McRae were some of the entertainers we hosted.

I can only imagine the jam session in heaven right now!

Good Golly Miss Molly!  We sure had a ball and thank you for the treasure of songs.

RIP Little Richard