What a treat! Mary (I really feel like I should call her Ms. Wilson) told us all about how she, Diana Ross, and Florence Ballard started singing while still in high school in Detroit and that they were called "The No-Hit Supremes" because they went for so long without a hit record. She told us about her travels and performances throughout the world and revealed some deeply personal details of her life, such as how the woman she believed to be her mother turned out to be her aunt (a neighbor clued her in by telling her, "Johnnie Mae's you're mother") and the death of her 14-year-old son in a car accident, with she herself at the wheel, years ago on the way to Las Vegas.
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This is funny as hell. I swear to God, while talking about these imposter groups Mary said, "And you know black people all look alike," with a completely straight face. "No, we really do!" she insisted.
Well. that's something only a black person can say, but it's not too far off from what I wrote in a post in April 2010 entitled, "It's okay, all hippies look alike, too":
It’s always nice when the guys in the tribute band physically resemble the members of the actual band. During the show last night I was thinking if I ever went to a Temptations or Earth, Wind and Fire or O’Jays tribute band, I’d be totally happy as long as there was a bunch of black guys on stage. In fact, you could sell me a ticket to an O’Jay’s concert and substitute the real band with tribute guys and I totally wouldn’t know the difference. Kind of like the old Folger’s instant coffee commercials. We’ve secretly replaced the O’Jays…See? I knew I was on to something.
Anyway, it was a real thrill to see Mary Wilson live in front of us. So gracious, intelligent, and inspiring. Thank you, Don, for arranging her visit to our group!