We should remember the good that people have done in their lives, not the evil.

Hmmm, the music of Michael Jackson? I remember jumping on the bed, playing air guitar when I was 4 years old to "beat it". It was @ that moment that I knew I wanted to play guitar, which turned into a life long passion. To this day, music is my true love, my life. I can remember my older brother, who has been completely deaf since he was an infant, moon walking across the living room floor in front of the TV, wearing one fingerless glove. Makes me smile every time. The boy couldn't hear a beat, but he could mimic Michael's every move flawlessly.

R.I.P. Michael!