Friday, June 26, 2009
Well, here I am with wet hair (it's colored), feeling pretty shitty. :8
In between work, and errands, car repairs, and my boys coming and going, I wasn't listening to the radio, so I didn't hear about MJ dropping dead until early this evening. I was in shock over Farrah this morning, and I was wondering to myself: Okay, Ed McMahon died, now Farrah, now who is next? I would have never guessed for a billion trillion dollars that it would be Michael Jackson of all people.
His music was a part of my child of the 80's. Part of my childhood...is just gone.
My daughter is playing his music upstairs in her room. She has a black line on her face from the tears she cried, and says she isn't going to wash it off until morning. She was going to invite him to her wedding (like that was really going to happen), but now she is going to have to resort to playing his music. She already has 3 songs picked out.
I remember one MJ moment that has stayed with me for years. Picture this: I'm walking down an residential avenue near the ocean with my brother Eddy, my cousin Manny and his sister Adelaide down the cobble stone streets of Terceira in the Azores (Portugal). It's a beautiful summer's day, and the streets are a little deserted. Blaring from the window of a veranda, we hear "Billy Jean, is not my lover..." in tune with the lace curtains that are softly flowing in the summer wind. We walk down another block, and from another window, we hear, "Dance with you...all night..." I remember myself thinking to myself, "He's everywhere!"
Well, tonight he is.
Rest in Peace, Michael, Ed & Farrah
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