My heart broke a little bit today and tears were shed to hear the news of Michael Jackson’s passing.
Like alot of people my age, I grew up listening to Michael and dancing where ever I was when I heard MJ. My sisters can attest to this, because it still happens. If I hear Don’t Stop Til You Get Enough, I will dance, regardless of the location (in the mall, in stores, down the street). Much to my older sisters embarassment.
Thank you Michael, for always putting me in the mood to dance.