Missing MJ

Oh Michael. Such an American tragedy. I'm going to miss ol' Michael; he was a big part of my childhood. When I was a wee girl of 5 or so instead of having a blanket or a doll to carry around I had a "maxi glove" (where that name came from I will never know). The maxi glove was a simple black leather glove that I wore everywhere and would not take off for anyone. Security glove. It made me feel safe and it made me feel like Michael Jackson. I felt powerful in that glove. Tonight I'm putting on the glove ( okay the one I wear might be closer to a mitten) in MJ's honour.