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I was out so sad to hear the news of Whitney Houston's death.  Her first album was the first album I ever bought with my own money.  It was Christmas gift money, but still.  I played it non-stop, and I thought that she was the greatest singer ever.  I was 7, so I could be forgiven my hero worship, but even as an adult I found her voice incredible.  It's so sad that talented people with the full backing of their families and friends can be dragged down by addiction and personal demons.  I wish she'd been able to overcome and stage the comeback that seemed to be in the offing.  I hope she's found peace.