“She Sang Through Her Tears.” It was their first performance after their father’s passing… and Janet could barely find her voice. When the music began, she glanced at her three younger sisters — DeeDee, Peggy, and Kathy — and gave a small nod. That was all it took. Her voice trembled at first, soft and unsteady, but there was something achingly beautiful in it. The sound wasn’t perfect, yet it carried more truth than any flawless note ever could. No one in the audience spoke. No one dared to move. They simply listened — four voices blending together like a prayer, like a final goodbye wrapped in harmony. After the show, someone whispered, “I didn’t understand the words… but I could feel the love in every note.” That’s how The Lennon Sisters always sang — not with technique, but with their hearts.
There are moments in music that go beyond melody — moments when a song becomes something sacred. That night, for…