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I cannot say that the madness of his adulthood was appropriate or questionable, but I can't deny his music was the proverbial soundtrack of my childhood. I truly feel like today, a part of my childhood has died.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
I'm back...and, the sad news
I had been meaning to return to this blog and today was going to be my day. I got a text message from my sister who told me Michael Jackson died. I didn't immediately comprehend what she wrote and couldn't believe it. Lo and behold in fact Michael Jackson, the voice of my childhood, had indeed died.
I cannot say that the madness of his adulthood was appropriate or questionable, but I can't deny his music was the proverbial soundtrack of my childhood. I truly feel like today, a part of my childhood has died.
I cannot say that the madness of his adulthood was appropriate or questionable, but I can't deny his music was the proverbial soundtrack of my childhood. I truly feel like today, a part of my childhood has died.
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