Wow! Totally by surprise.

I couldn't believe today when I came out of my patients room and saw my co-workers huddled around a tv. They were watching the breaking news of Michael Jackson. Who would have thought. I mean we all know his body was put through much more than it needed to be. But he was prepping for a big tour, who knew he was sick?

I immediately thought of my Grandfather Rock. I remember being a young girl and my grandfather razzing me because he didn't care for Michael Jackson. I still have my first Michael cassette. Billie Jean I think it is? I have pins of him.

Nope actually it was Thriller! I remember when that video hit MTV.


So the whole situation came up at supper tonight. Trying to explain to Zach and Emma how big MJ was and that I grew up with him. And knowing how Emma thinks--because I said "I grew up with him."----he must have been my neighbor. She wanted to know if he was the little boy that stole from my Barbie wallet when we lived in Haverhill. Everything to her is so literal. And if he was poor and needed money I should have just let Michael Jackson live with me.

Oh if life was as easy as she thinks it is. She then wanted to know when I thought I would die. Gee Emma people never know! She tells me she is going to live to be 50--like 50 is old. If she only knew.

Also Farrah Fawcett passed today too. She's been in the news lately--so I guess a little more expected or prepared for. And also Ed McMahon the the other day.

RIP to the three of them!