She was probably the last official pin-up girl and by far one of the most beautiful women to ever walk this planet. She was an angel and not just because of the one season she spent on the iconic show "Charlie's Angels." If you were alive during her heyday, then you know that she touched everyone. People in every generation knew who she was and were enamored by her beauty and that smile. She came off as a very down to earth and friendly person. And from the very few people I know who actually knew her, she was just that. I remember my mother commenting on how beautiful she was. She went from being the beautiful pin-up girl to giving two of the most powerful performances ever delivered by an actress in the movies "Small Sacrifices" and "The Burning Bed." I tried to watch her documentary chronicling her battle with cancer, but I just couldn't. It made me think too much of my own mother and I guess I'm just am not ready to face that yet. I am saddened by the loss for her family but happy that heaven got one of it's angels back. Now I'm a little jealous that my mother gets to hang out with Farrah Fawcett.
I am old enough to remember Michael Jackson when he was in the Jackson Five. I remember when "Ben" was on the radio. I remember being floored by the record "Off the Wall." I remember Michael being the first black artist on MTV when "Billie Jean" premiered. Then he went on to make MTV his own. Then "Thriller" came out. Man, there was no one like Michael. It didn't matter if you were old, young, black, white, gay, straight, you liked Michael. We all wanted to dance like him and we all unfortunately dressed like him on occasion. I had the "piano key" shirt in the "Beat It" video. There just aren't words for how this man defined himself as an icon and a musical genius. He single hjandedly brought black music into the mainstream. "Off the Wall" is by far the greatest dance/R&B record of all time. "Thriller" is by far the greatest pop album of all time. There isn't an entertainer left on this planet whose death will affect us like Michael's did. No one reached further across the globe into the hearts of people in the tiniest villages to the largest cities. He was and will always be the most famous man in the world, if not the universe. I hope that he can now find some peace and solace and let us enjoy the musical legacy he left behind. Good night sweet prince, may angels sing thee to they rest.No disrespect meant to Ed McMahon, David Carradine, Gale Storm or Billy Mays, but they did not have the impact on me like the one Farrah and Michael had. Thank you to them all for what they brought to our lives and may they all rest in peace. And since we had six in a quick row, we should be set on our icons dying for awhile. Let's hope so.
