Whitney Houston|Kevin Costner #2: She Was His One True Love
 

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"Whitney if you could hear me now, you weren't just good enough, you were great. People just don't like you Whitney, they love you." "Off you go Whitney, off you go."


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Kevin's Eulogy To His One True Love, Whitney.

I'd like to thank Cissy and Dionne for the honor of being here, for everybody in the Church treating my wife and I so gracefully. I'll say some stories, maybe some of them you know, maybe some of them you don't. I wrote them down because I didn't want to miss anything. A song "I will always love you” almost wasn't. It wasn't supposed to be in the movie. The first choice was going to be "What becomes of a broken heart", but it had been out the year before in another movie and we felt it wouldn't have the impact, and so we couldn't use it. So what becomes of our broken hearts? Whitney returns home today to the place where it all began, and I urge us all inside and outside, across the nation and around the world to dry our tears, suspend our sorrow and perhaps our anger just long enough, just long enough to remember the sweet miracle of Whitney. Never forgetting that Cissy and Bobbi Kristina are sitting among us. Your mother and I had a lot in common. I know many at this moment are thinking, really? She's a girl, you're a boy. You're white. She's black. We heard you like to sing, but our sister could really sing. So what am I talking about? Kevin Costner and Whitney Houston, they don't have anything in common at all. Well, you'd be wrong about that. We both grew up in the Baptist Church.

It wasn't as big as this. My grandmother played the piano, and she led the choir, and her two daughters, my mom and my aunt both sang in it. The rest of my family, uncles, cousins sat every Sunday out front and watched. My earliest memories are tied to that old Church in paramount. I remember seeing a gold shovel going into the ground and people praying about it and thinking, wow, something big was going to go here, and I watched my father and the rest of the men build it from the ground up. I was probably 4 years old and seemed to be always in the way. I wanted to help. I wanted to be in on the action. One of the men snapped down a red line where the choir would be standing one day and said, "have at it", as many nails as you want all in this line. I always took great comfort in watching my mom and aunt sing knowing that they would never fall through that floor where I had worked. The Church was the center of our social life and Whitney and I would laugh knowing it was also the place where we could really get into big trouble especially when you were allowed to sit with your friends and not your parents in the big Church. I remember more than once being pulled from the pew for whispering and passing notes. I don't believe my feet ever hit the floor as my father hauled me outside in front of everyone. I believed even the preacher prayed for me. Whitney's favorite story of mine was me sneaking into the Church kitchen after communion. I liked the little glasses of grape juice that were left over. I liked how they felt in my hand. I couldn't have been over 6 at the time, but I would lean against the table and one by one I would knock them back. Having some image near conversation with someone my father would find me and ask me what I was doing. I told him I was a cowboy and I was drinking whiskey. I don't think my feet touched the floor that day either.

It was easy for us to laugh. The Church was what we knew. It was our private bond. I can see her in my own mind running around here as a skinny little girl knowing everyone, everyone's business, knowing every inch of this place. I can also see her in trouble, too. Trying to use that beautiful smile, trying to talk her way out of it and Cissy not having any of it. Mostly the days of Church were good ones for us and we both remembered how our parents tried to explain God and the plan he had for our lives and we agreed that there was this feeling, this promise that if somehow we listened carefully God's voice would somehow come to us. I told Whitney that I always worried God was going to ask me to be a Preacher. I wasn't sure how much fun ours had. Whitney told me she wasn't worried at all. She wasn't going to wait for a whisper. She was going to be like her cousin Dionne and her beautiful mother Cissy. There is no doubt that she has joined their ranks and as the debate heats up this century and it surely will, about the greatest singer of the last century, as the lists are drawn, they will have little meaning to me if her name is not on it.

But as sure as I am of Whitney's place in musical history, from the first time she took center stage here as a teenager, flushed with the excitement that she had exceeded everyone's expectations and awesome promise of what was to come. It's still needing to hear from her mother about how she was received. Was she good enough? Could I have done better? Did they really like me? Or are they just being polite because they were scared of you, Cissy? These are the private questions that Whitney would always have that would always follow her. At the height of her fame as a singer I asked her to be my co-star in a movie called "The Bodyguard." I thought she was the perfect choice, but the red flags came out immediately. Maybe I should think this over a bit. I was reminded that this would be her first acting role. We could also think about another singer, was a suggestion. Maybe somebody white. Nobody ever said it out loud, but it was a fair question, it was. There would be a lot riding on this, maybe a more experienced person was the way to go. It was clear, I needed to think about this. I told everyone that I had taken notice that Whitney was black. The only problem was I thought she was perfect for what we were trying to do. There was a bit of relief in the room when we found out that Whitney was going to be on tour and she wouldn't be available for our movie. The anxiety came right back when I said we should postpone and wait a year.

That was a lot for the studio to accept, and to their credit, they did but not without a screen test. Whitney would have to earn it. That was the first time I saw the doubt. The doubt creep into her that she would not be handed the part. She would have to be great. The day the test came I went into her trailer after the hair and makeup people were done, Whitney was scared. Arguably, the biggest pop star in the world wasn't sure if she was good enough. She didn't think she looked right. There were a thousand things to her that seemed wrong. I held her hand and told her that she looked beautiful. I told her that I would be with her every step of the way, that everyone there wanted her to succeed, but I could still feel the doubt. I wanted to tell her that the game was rigged. That I didn't care how the test went, that she could fall down and start speaking in tongues, that somehow I would find a way to explain it as an extraordinary acting choice.

And we could expect more to follow, and gee, weren't we lucky to have her. That wouldn't have been fair. It wouldn't have been fair to Lawrence who had written the screenplay 15 years earlier. It wouldn't have been fair to Warner Brothers and it wasn't the right signal to send to Whitney. She took it all in and asked me if she could have a few minutes by herself and would meet me on the set. I was sure she was praying. After about 20 minutes later she came out. We hadn't said four lines when we had to stop. The lights were turned off, and I walked Whitney off the set and back to her room. She wanted to know what was wrong, and I needed to know what she'd done during those 20 minutes. She said, "nothing." in only the way she could, nothing. So I turned her around so that she could see herself in the mirror and she gasped. All of the makeup on Whitney's face was running. It was streaking down her face and she was devastated. She didn't feel like the makeup we put on her was enough so she'd wiped it off and put on the makeup that she was used to wearing in her music videos. It was much thicker and the hot lights had melted it. She asked if anyone had seen -- if anyone had, I said I didn't think so. It happened so quick, she seemed so small and sad at that moment, and I asked her why she did it? She said I just wanted to look my best. It's a tree we can all hang from. Unexplainable burden that comes with fame, call it doubt, call it fear. I've had mine, and I know the famous in the room have had theirs. I asked her to trust me and she said she would. A half hour later she went back in to do her screen test and the studio fell in love with her. The Whitney I knew, despite her success and worldwide fame still wondered am I good enough? Am I pretty enough? Will they like me? It was the burden that made her great, and the part that caused her to stumble in the end. Whitney, if you could hear me now I would tell you, you weren't just good enough, you were great. You sang the whole damn song without a band. You made the picture what it was. A lot of leading men could have played my part. A lot of guys could have filled that role, but you. Whitney, I truly believe were the only one that could have played Rachel Marron at that time.

You weren't just pretty, you were as beautiful as a woman could be. People didn't just like you, Whitney, they loved you. I was your pretend bodyguard once not so long ago, and now you're gone, too soon, leaving us with memories, memories of a little girl that stepped bravely in front of this Church, in front of the ones that loved you first. In front of the ones that loved you best and loved you the longest. The bolder you stepped into the white hot light of the world stage, and what you did is the rarest of achievements. You set the bar so high that professional singers, your own colleagues, they don't want to sing that little country song. What would be the point? Now the only ones who sing your songs are young girls like you, who are dreaming of being you some day, and so do you Bobbi Kristina and to all those young girls who are dreaming that dream, that maybe thinking are they good enough? I think Whitney would tell you guard your bodies, guard the precious miracle of your own life, and then sing your hearts out knowing that there's a lady in Heaven who is making God himself wonder how he created something so perfect. So off you go, Whitney, off you go. Escorted by an army of angels to your heavenly Father, and when you sing before him don't you worry, you'll be good enough.

thanks for the new thread.:love:

Loooooove the title.:love:

your welcome! I was thinking of changing their names to our shipper name for them, but I'm not sure if you guys would like it or not so I didn't. I love the title too.

Hey hey ladies :)

Off topic, I just read an article that Whitney's family is begging Ray J not to expose "sex tapes and erotic photos" he has of Whitney. I am truly hoping he does not stoop that low to "sell" them to the media or highest bidder.

omg! he has sex tapes of them together? that's disgusting! I'm not sure I believe it though, but if it is true I too hope he won't go there because I don't want to see that. I've never believed that he & Whitney were in love or that he was in love with her the only person I believe is Kevin. Ray J no he wasn't in love with her at all, but I do believe they were friends, just friends no more, no less.

Got this from previous page and again, Kevin Costner doesn't hide his very deep feelings for Whitney with quotes like these, doesn't he?:D :love:


And gosh! Ray J is no better than the ex husband of Whitney as far as I'm concerned!

Nope he doesn't and thank god for that because we would've probably never known anything about them being that close.

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I hope it's untrue. Otherwise, I hope Kevin runs him down and corners him in the kitchen! Ever notice that in The Bodyguard that Kevin/Frank always whupped somebody's @SS in the kitchen?

Yep I hope he does hurt him if it is true. Seriously Ray J is disgusting. I can't believe he (or the media) says they were dating and in love with each other when they weren't.

I 've always suspected RJ was a snake in the grass because the men around me said to me when we were watching her Homegoing "Don't be deceived by RJ crocodile tear's and behavior, because his body language told them he is phony and that touching the coffin is just for show(and that he knew it would generate publicity), and that he will more than likely sale our girl out because he does not have much of a career". Also during the OPRAH interview Pat mention that the reason she was there at the club that night was because there had been talk of an altercation between Whitney and a young woman and that she wanted to make sure Whitney would be alright. OPRAH then asked if it was a "physical altercation" Pat said "no It was an Verbal altercation and that she and Whitney did not know who the woman was but she made her presence know everywhere they went in the club that Night. The woman was later identified and she has ties to RJ: Pat also mention Whitney Problems was that she were looking for love in all the wrong places... Now that is the only thing I can agree with Pat because I don't care for woman. We as fans know that love with Kevin was there all along, even before the BodyGuard(In an interview Kevin stated that he remembered Whitney from before their contact with the BodyGuard and thought that this woman had it (meaning the full package, beauty, she was tall and could sing). That's probably why he kept pressuring Whitney to accept the BodyGuard role(He was already in love with her..

Wow yeah I never really liked him much. I don't know what Whitney was thinking him & you who knew are the worst men she's ever gotten together with although you know who is worse then all of them combined.

And oh just so you guys know it's also a :ff: rules that you can not double post on here if you have something else to say, please use the "edit message" button to add it in. Here's the rule: Also, don’t post sequentially on a thread (meaning don’t post right after yourself) just edit your first post if you have something to add to what you originally said. sorry about all these rules it's just I don't want to you guys loose your accounts over not following the rules on here.

Come on, guys, we don't know if that's true...I mean it's probably just gossip. I don't think highly of Ray J as a man, nor I think he was the right companion for Whitney, but so far he hasn't done or said anything that could hurt Whitney or her family. Remember that his sister is Brandy, wo was Whitney's friend. And I'm sure that even if those tapes existed - Bobbi Kristina has enough money to be the highest bidder, but so far I'll treat it as a gossip and will not be worried about that.
By the way, I've written my second chapter of 'The Bodyguard' sequel - The Bodyguard what happened later? Chapter 2, a bodyguard, 1992 fanfic - FanFiction.Net

Enjoy :)

Edit: Please read this :) That will calm you down, I'm sure: )
http://uk.omg.yahoo.com/news/ray-js-...190600221.html

Well I'm not saying it is true it it's probably just gossip so until I see otherwise from a reliable official source then I'll believe it so for now I'll just leave it at that and move on. yay! you've finally updated! It's about time.

I haven't heard that yet. But, I did hear that he was thinking about seeking counseling to get over her death.

So do I.