Michael’s music, his creativity and his heart for people is what I’ll never forget. His music is the soundtrack of my life, at the tender age of 10 the Jackson 5 exploded onto the music scene and into my life and Michael made an indelible impact upon my creative soul. I am soooooo sad about his tragic and untimley death, I’m devastated. My heart and my prayers go out to his family, close friends and to other fans who love him as much as I do. To me, Michael Jackson was the Greatest Entertainer of All Time!
I just want to share some of the memories I have and my experiences regarding the Great Michael Jackson.
When I was 10 years old, my mother took me over to visit our family friends. Their daughter Kay, grabbed me a pulled me into the living room and put a 45 (single) on the HiFi stereo system (a record player in a big cabinet). She said, “You’ve got to hear this” and then it happened; Michael’s voice pierced my heart as the melody of “I Want You Back” pulsed through my soul. We played that song and danced around the room for about an hour. I was soooo excited that I begged my mother to go and buy that record for me, she did and I wore it out. The girls in my homeroom class dressed up like the Jackson 5 and made up dance routines to that song and many other J5 songs. We were so in love with Michael and his brothers, that we bought every Right On magazine they were in, every J5 and MJ album and attended every J5 concert that came to town. We argued over who loved Michael the most and we all wrote him love letters and hoped to one day get the chance to meet him and his brothers.
Little did I know that I would get my wish a few short years later. At the age of 13, my brother-in-law (a Motown musician) invited me, my best friend Fran and my family to meet the Jackson 5 at a Motown reception at the Metro Airport Hotel. We were literally crazy with excitement and exhausted ourselves in anticipation of the event. My mother took me shopping and allowed me to pick out a new outfit and shoes for the event (before this time she had final approval over all of my clothing purchases and from that time on she allowed me to make all of my fashion choices on my own-this was a big deal-coming of age situation for me).
At the reception we got to meet, greet and shake hands with the Jackson 5. When my time came and I shook the hands of Marlon and then Michael, they both looked at me and then looked at each other and winked. We said our brief hellos and I whispered to Michael, I love you and moved on down the line. My best friend Fran, brought her camera and took pictures during the event (We pull those photos out from time to time and remember the fun and excitment of that special time in our lives). After the reception, we asked if we could go up to Michael’s hotel room to see him again. My brother-in-law said that no girls were allowed and took my little step brother instead (we were floored and upset to say the least).
Later that night, we went to the J5 concert at COBO Hall in Detroit. We went backstage and watched the concert from the wings seated with the Gordy’s and other Motown folks. Needless to say, it took me several years to get over the whole event; as it was the biggest thing that had ever happen to me up to that point.
Flash forward about 15 years, it was the time of Michael Jackson’s “Bad” album and worldwide concert tour. My ex-husband bought tickets for us to go to the concert. He said that his good friend from Moorehouse College was the principal background singer and would get us backstage. Before the concert started, my ex-husband went to talk with his friend and upon his return; he presented me with “After the Show” backstage passes. I was excited and afraid at the same time. The concert was off the hook and I was in awe, Michael cut up the stage and sang his heart out; I had become star struck all over again. After the show, we made our way backstage and I got autographs from many of the band members, when it was time to go back and meet Michael I froze and couldn’t go. I told my husband that he wasn’t the same Michael that I remembered and I didn’t want to spoil that memory. He said,” You’re crazy, girl come on and meet your music idol again….come on!!!!!”, I said, “I’ll see you when you get back”, and I stood there and waited until he got back. The next night, he asked me if I wanted to go back and see the concert again and go back and meet Michael…I told him to take somebody else, but that if he could get my program autographed, that would be great, he did and I was happy with that. My ex told me that Michael was very friendly and talkative telling jokes and drawing lots of cartoons on a chalk board on the wall of his dressing room (My ex said that Michael was a very talented artist). Later, I felt bad about judging Michael’s appearance and not going back to talk with him; so I wrote him a final fan letter. I totally regret not taking a final opportunity to meet and talk with the King of Pop. Hopefully I’ll see him in heaven.
My two favorite Michael Jackson Albums
Michael, I love you and I miss you! Thank you for sharing your music, your creativity and your love with all of us!