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Showing How Funky Strong Is Your Fight
I’ve been listening to the Michael Jackson-provided soundtrack of my young life all morning. Stuff like Beat It (attached to so many good memories) and The Way You Make Me Feel (which is actually a really creepy video, story-wise), Smooth Criminal (Annie, are you okay?) and Thriller (naturally).
As the beat pops up and down, I’m feeling sad that the guy who made the music I danced to as a funky seven year old is gone, that another era is ended. And I’m overwhelmed at the power of a single man to have played this big a part in so many lives. Like him or not, you know who Michael Jackson is.
There weren’t many people I wanted to imitate as a kid, but Michael was evidently one of them. I think my husband said it best. And as soon as I can find the photo of me and my inseparable one glove, it’ll be here.