Wow. Wasn’t expecting two in one day…. I even cried a little about this one. Of all the terrible things I could think of when thinking of Michael Jackson, the thing that stands out most to me is dancing with my dad after dinnertime when I was a kid (like, from 1-12 years old) to either the Thriller album or Born in the USA (The Boss, Bruce Springsteen). I’m totally bummed that it’s the end of an era.
Rest in Peace, Mr. Jackson. Thanks for all the great dances I shared with my dad.