Clientconnector’s Blog

Like many of us around the world today I am thinking of how Michael Jackson was a part of my life.  I feel like I grew up with MJ, listening over and over to my favorite song Rockin Robin.  Talked to my sister Donna this morning and asked about her favorite song, and remembering for me growing up at a resort at the Lake of the Ozarks, and putting the quarters in the jukebox over and over to hear Rockin Robin.  Those were different times I think for all of us, we were young, innocent children seeing someone our age out thing having fun, and “one of us” per say.  Living at the lake there weren’t any black families, and we were told that our resort was one of the few that “allowed” ( I hate saying that) black people to come to a resort.  How sad that is to think it was ever accepted to not accept others to live life, and, enjoy time with their families no matter what their heritage is.  We were poor when we were growing up, but we didn’t know it. We listened to his music and smiled, danced, and celebrated life.  Sure some reading this will say……………poor? ~ you lived at a resort on the lake.  Yes we were poor, my parents spent their life savings to buy this resort, with 6 children to raise, and soon to be 7, and my father working at a lumber yard for .50 cents an hour.  So yes we were poor, but that’s not why I’m writing this.

I just wanted I guess to send my condolences to his family, Michael led a life in later years that I can not and will not condone in anyway, but that doesn’t take the pain from the family he leaves behind.  He was their brother, Uncle, son, and they now have a loss in their hearts.  He gave me good memories from my childhood, and for that I will say thank you Michael.  He does have a place in music history, and he will live on in that.  To his family I know your pain, and I wish you comfort and peace during this time of grief.