In July, 2008, I, Princess Rachella, Intrepid African American Girl International Journalism Consultant, pulled up stakes once again and headed to Nairobi, Kenya. Through my various adventures, I've concluded that if I get any MORE explosively fabulous in these prequel years to "THE BIG 5-0," I will have to register myself with the Pentagon as a thermonuclear incendiary device.

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Julie Newell, 1950-2007: "Death Be Not Proud...."

....because she STILL got the best of you! You finally took her away yesterday evening, but she wound up with an even better deal, because her years of suffering are over. She's resting now, and with a pure peace none of the rest of us will ever know again.

Julie is survived by one of the most devoted, loving husbands who ever walked the face of the earth, Ron Newell, four sisters, four brothers, and a wealth of blinding, burning, incandescent love.

1 comment:

AfroGay said...

I am so sorry, Rachel ... so very sorry ... Peter called me an hour or so after she passed.

And thanks for letting us into Julie's final days ... very personal and very special.