Whoa! What a bizarre day it was in the entertainment business yesterday. First Farrah, then out of the blue, Michael Jackson.Now by NO MEANS am I praising him or elevating him but what a sad thing it was, especially for the three kids he left behind.
I saw many people and groups in concert during the 80's, Michael Jackson was not one of them. Although I remember wanting to go. We played Thriller many, many times and wondered how a person could dance like that. We even tried to learn the dances!
His musical talent and dancing will be the thing that I will always remember. Last night I started digging around for our copy of Thriller. I had the album and cassette. I couldn't find either of them and decided to call my sister to see if she had it. What would I have done with that? Why would I have gotten rid of THAT! I am kicking myself in the butt! I mean, I have cheer uniforms from the 4th grade to my senior year! I still have a copy of Urban Cowboy, go figure!!
Isn't it so weird how music and shows bring back so many memories? I guess the thing that really weirds me out is...Michael Jackson was only 8 years older than me. He was a big part of my generation! 8 years is not that much difference! My generation is dying and that is a very solemn thought.
Yes, he was a weirdo! Maybe he didn't start out as a weirdo, he just ended up as one. He was a son and a father. I feel badly for them all, especially the kids. He was 500 million dollars in debt! Who knows if his children will ever see any of the royalties from all his hard work and talent.
I remember Mom saying she remembered where she was when JFK was shot or when man landed on the moon. Now I can say I remember when Elvis died, what I was doing when Jackie Kennedy was buried, staying up when Princess Diana crashed, the feeling of 9/11, the loss of a 70's icon, and that I was making spaghetti when Michael Jackson died.



