Cheryl Ann Tolbert
Nashville
From a little girl, bare feet, high water bell bottoms and afro puffs, melodies breezed by from heaven, to my ears, and to the keys. From a preacher's kid in my father's church, singing and …
From a little girl, bare feet, high water bell bottoms and afro puffs, melodies breezed by from heaven, to my ears, and to the keys. From a preacher's kid in my father's church, singing and …
