Donna Summer: The Queen of Disco, and my heart.
I have been feeling a bit nostalgic lately for Donna Summer. I have been a huge fan of her music ever since I was very young, during the height of disco music. I remember hearing all of her hits on the radio as a young kid for the first time, and being totally in love with each one.
The pure joy I got when I heard "No ore Tears (Enough is Enough)" for the very first time, was immeasurable. I thought it was the greatest song I had ever heard. Two musical divas duelling it out in song, each a powerhouse vocalist in her own right. Two different types of singers, who came together for this one song, and it was brilliant. Barbra Streisand and Donna Summer: a young (gay) boys dream collaboration.
Donna passed away on May 17th, 2012. This is my husband's birthday, and so I will always remember the day. When I heard that Donna had died, my heart sank, and I was filled with so much emotion that I never thought I would have for a celebrity. You hear of people crying, mourning, and being inconsolable over the passing of a favourite celebrity, and I always thought that was silly. You don't know these people. There is a definite disconnect between you and them, how can you possibly feel that way? Well, until the day Donna Summer died, that is how I felt. When she died, I was deeply saddened. A stable force in my life, was gone. Although I did not know her, it felt like a family member had passed.
In the Summer of 2012, we embarked on a Roadtrip, as we do every summer. This year we were headed to Nashville and Memphis, Tennessee. I had heard that Donna Summer was buried in a cemetery in Tennessee, somewhere, but I never gave it much thought.
On our way out of Nashville, we decided to stop at Belle Meade Plantation, and after we left there, we kept going along Hwy 100, with no particular destination in mind. I don't know what kept us going that way, but for some reason, we knew this was the path we had to take. As we drove, we came up to the Harpeth Hills golf club, and that name rang a bell. I remembered that I had heard Donna Summer was buried at Harpeth Hills Memorial Gardens. So, we asked a local grocery store where this was, and they directed us. This woman was obviously a fan, as she teared up a little at the mention of Donna Summer. She told me how she had met her many times, she came in to the grocery story often and was very unassuming. She was just a local girl when she was there, she was not the huge celebrity. She talked about how absolutely wonderful Donna was to everyone. The town loved her, and she loved them back. They simply adored her, and she was going to be missed terribly.
When we arrived, we drove around the cemetery, and every grave was marked, but it was impossible to find what we came for. We circled this beautiful garden that looked newly planted. There was a fence of shrubs, and a beautiful floral arrangement in the centre. I suspected this had to be what I came for. With a little uncertainty, I went up to the offices, and asked this very nice woman: "Is Donna Summer buried here?" This woman was so sweet. She not only told me that Yes, Miss Summer was in fact buried here, but which plot was hers (yes, that beautiful new garden). She then began to tell me about her run ins with Miss Summer over the years in town, and how amazing she was. We talked for like 10 minutes about Donna, and it made me wish I had met her.
When you love a celebrity, and then get a chance to meet them, They don't always meet your dreams or expectations, but I got the feeling from these people, that Donna was everything you would hope for. She seemed kind, gracious, loving, and well -liked. I really wish I had had the chance to get to meet her. In my life, I have never even had the chance to see her in concert.
Dear Donna- I remember yesterday.
"From the very start, you stole my heart I knew right then we would never part"
I created this post to share my love and respect for one of the greatest singers of my generation, whom I have adored for my entire life. I know cemeteries are not on everyone's road trip itineraries, but at Roguetrippers, we look for out of the ordinary travels, and Paying my respects to Donna Summer at her final resting place, is definitely something I will remember forever.
Love to Love you baby.







