Dolly traded in her butterfly wings today. I felt her leaving all week and I've been singing "Coat Of Many Colors" with I'm With Her and asking folks to pray everyday. I don't even know why. She took my face in her hands and prayed over me once. I've never been the same since. Her prayers were maybe more powerful than mine or anyone else's, because that prayer has had a very long rainbow colored halo and I hope it lasts me my whole life. I'm married to an agnostic Londoner, and I can't help but laugh out loud when I think of the raptured audience at Glastonbury in the palm of Dolly's hands, as she ended her once in a lifetime set by shouting "can I get an amen?!" The sound of two hundred thousand immediate British "AMENS" is something that causes me to burst into American hysterics at least once a week!