February 8, 2012

Commentary: May Don Cornelius rest in love, peace . . . and soul

This was for us. And that was a new thing, so we gathered faithfully to the television as that hard-working cartoon engine chugged across the screen, rainbow smoke pouring from its stack, the announcer calling us to order once upon a Saturday. This was "Sooooooul Train," he said, darn near yodeling the name, "the hippest trip in America, 60 nonstop minutes across the tracks of your mind, with guest stars"

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