Thanks Michael and Farrah
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My childhood memories took a doube kick to the gut today with the loss of first Farrah Fawcett this morning followed by the afternoon announcement of Michael Jackson’s passing. Both of these were icons of my past and for better or worse, helped form who I am today.
I think I first saw Farrah in a 1974 episode of The Six Million Dollar Man with her then husband Lee Majors. Even in second grade I remember being jealous of Lee. A few years later she became an Angel which threw her into the spotlight and provided me with more opportunities to watch her. When the famous poster came out I used to stare at it even though I was too young to know why. She was a classic beauty. Sure the poster accentuated certain charms that draws a young boys attention but there was much more in the image. In the 70’s and over the next few decades she was the epitome of femininity. Her voice had a certain Marilyn Monroe quality (even up until her death), her hair was unbelievable, and her most stunning asset was her smile. People say that models promote an image that little girls cannot live up to but she was different. Without intending too Farrah made me appreciate a woman’s face, voice and personality instead of oogling at other parts. Thanks Farrah for being such a classic beauty.
Very few on this earth will know exactly what sins Michael Jackson did or did not commit on this earth but I’m sure he’s answering for them now. When I was in high school we all knew he was a little weird (remember his monkey?) but everyone was a fan. He was the King of Pop afterall. When the Thriller video was released in 1983 on MTV it was preceeded by more hype than any Spiderman or Batman movie sequel. I remember being at a friends house where about 10 of us gathered around the tv to watch it. Hearing any track from Thiller takes me back to high school. No matter what you think of him I dare you to listen to Thriller without having any part of your body move to the rythym. As a young kid that normally listened to Motley Crue, Ratt or other “hair bands”, Michael’s albums made me appreciate other types of music. That lesson has stuck with me today and you’d know if you saw all the tracks on my iPod. Thanks Michael for providing me the music to remember my early days.
Tags: Farrah Fawcett, goodbye, Michael Jackson, thanks, Thriller






