Sunday, June 28, 2009

So Long, Jacko

Last Thursday, Winning Run and I were driving through the mountains of western Pennsylvania, heading back from touring Frank Lloyd Wright's Falling Water around 6pm ET when I got a text from Crazy Greg.

It read simply: "MJ is dead."

"Holy crap," I told Winning Run. "Either Michael Jordan or Michal Jackson just died. Which one does he mean, Jordan or Jackson?"

We turned on the radio and scanned the stations. One of the first stations we hit was a sports-talk station that was involved in the typical banter about area sports.

"Jackson," I decided.

Sadly, the last fifteen years or so of his life were ones in which his eccentricities and the accusations against him overshadowed the power of his music. In the aftermath of his death, it's apparent that his music affected so many people. Seriously, it's great to turn on the radio or be at a ballgame or in a pub and hear the tunes that transport you back and instantly make you happy.

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