Della Reese - a little story.

Here's a little story that I have never told anyone.
Della Reese is a VERY nice lady. It's interesting to watch her on television, because she isn't really acting. That's just HER. She's really like that! (Of course the best casting happens when people play themselves.)
Della is a good singer, and had a lot of good material in her show. But, the band was having some troubles - technical stuff, clumsy rhythmic playing, ensemble issues. Nothing catastrophic, but not that good either. I was unhappy about it, but with the budget restrictions I had, that's what happens. And of course, I get the heat, since I'm the bandleader.
But not from Della. Nope. Not a peep. I knew it wasn't good; she knew it wasn't good; and I knew that she knew; but she just let it go. Not a word.
On my way upstairs to her dressing room one night, I overheard her manager advising her to get rid of the band and get some players from Detroit (nearby).
I have to love Della for her response: "No. They're trying. They're doing the best they can. It's OK."