love aplenty, satch, louis armstrong."ight ts way. ♪ your table's waiting. - it was a year before sweets would take louis's calls and let him into their home. not long after that, he became very ill and spent months in a hospital for heart and kidney failure. louis wanted nothing more than to play. he refused doctor's orders to cut back on his schedule. to louis, putting down his instrument meant he was giving in to the illness, to death. he needed to blow that horn, and so he did. "dear sweets and sharon, don't you all get the ast idea i don't love y'all's dirty drawers, because i do. mr. glaser has his instructions, keep sweets and sharon happy. dig? you have nothing to squawk about. the only thing missing is me. huh, that can come later, just like and when it'supposed to be. sharon may not realize how and what i mean to her and doing for her. but i am sure, as she matures, she'll dig pops as the man who will be loving her until the day he dies or she dies. that's sincerity and from the heart stuff. god knows i love you