I met him in the late 70's at Richard's Northridge house; I was writing a check paying for a caterer and Michael sat on the couch, looking adorable...getting a kick out of me in some way...it was before all the twisted shit.
Such a sad end for a talented, messed up man.
It must be weird for someone to have one real memory of him looking one way and then be confronted by a million subsequent images of him looking another way. eerie..
Jennifer,
You know. I can sort of relate to the late Jackson. Bit of a lost soul. We have in common.................???? A REALLY nice father. Read into that what you will. I was never a fan musically but can relate to the family "saga". Here's hoping that finally, this man has some well earned peace.
TheCussinEnglishman,
Peace!? The fucking family is fighting over where to bury him! It's all really crazy...that father is a prick, now hanging around for the money...what a leech in life and now in death...yech! That guy he marched out immediately after MJ's death and announced it was his partner and he was starting a record company with...is a known felon...selling police badges among other things! How ghetto can it get! They both looked like a couple of old queens!
I knew one of Joe's mistresses who also used to come by BACK IN THE DAY...and give Richard blow jobs for A PRICE!
She called before Richard passed and asked if she could come by and see Richard ....i told her: WRITE A FUCKING LETTER!
Low rent trash!
Jennifer,
What was it like being w/ Richard on a daily basis? I'm sure you saw a whole lot at Rich's place. I believe I would of loved to been part of the atmosphere. Met MJ. Nyce. REST IN PEACE RICH!!!!!