Yesterday, was a very strange day. This morning when we wake, there are two empty spaces. Farrah Fawcett was iconic for the 70s. Both men and women alike were seduced by that tousled, golden mane and that high wattage smile of hers. She was fresh and sexy in a natural, athletic way. Didn't we all envy her just a little bit in that famous red swimsuit? Her sex appeal never seemed to wane and she posed for Playboy well into her 40's. But she was comfortable with herself and that was her real appeal.
Michael Jackson was, of course, legendary in the music industry. It was impossible to hear his music and not feel an overwhelming compulsion to get up and move. He changed the rules to the game. Now they are gone. They quietly slipped out the back door before we even knew what happened.
In the coming weeks, there will most probably be stories and lurid allegations the truth of which I do not know and will not speculate upon. I hope we will remember them at their very best and brightest.








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