Never Forget

Everyone is saying that even though they know everyone is posting about Michael Jackson's death, they are going to do it too. I say go for it! Each and every thoughtful post is unique and, in my opinion, very appropriate. So if you ask me (which, as always, you didn't)...post away. We didn't just lose a musician/dancer/performer, we lost an icon.

I'll never forget the time I was actually in the same room as Michael Jackson. No, seriously. My family and I took a road trip to Vegas to see Celine Dion in concert and no, I'm not kidding. She is Liza's idol and living only a state away from where she was performing, we had to go. So we did. And let me just tell you, that concert was phenomenal. It was just gorgeous, such a spectacle. But that isn't the point of this post.

Our seats were in the balcony and I overheard that Michael Jackson was at that night's performance. I looked down below at the rest of the ginormous audience and suddenly, I find a head of black hair and a ghostly white face. It was Michael Jackson. I was so overwhelmed and excited and in such awe that I just started to cry. Tears just began streaming down my cheeks as I realized how lucky I was to be in the same vicinity as The King of Pop.

I'll never forget such a legend.

Just as I'll never forget Farrah Fawcett, and how hard she fought for her life.


And I'll never forget Ed McMahon, a man my father was lucky enough to work with and admire.


I'll just never, ever forget.