Like Whitney, I still can't believe the King of Pop is gone. Growing up in the 1970's, I wanted to be a member of the Jackson 5 in the worst way. When my mom bought the "Off the Wall" album, I would spend hours trying to dance like MJ (I failed miserably, lol). There will never be another like you, Michael. You'll always be missed.
This is a stab to the heart. I don’t like to acknowledge these last days because I swear Michael Jackson feels like a family member, as crazy as that might be to some people. Spring and beginning of June 2009 is a bruise in time.