I refuse to remember the laughingstock he became.
I refuse to remember the blanket covered baby, nicknamed Blanket, dangling over a balcony.
I refuse to remember the pedophile's oddly misshapen nose in court.
I refuse to remember the bankrupt whiner swearing he would never return to this country which had treated him so badly.
I am going to remember the music.
The #1 selling album of all time.
The most amazing, show stopping video of all time.
The baby faced singer leading his 4 older brothers on stage.
This is the Michael Jackson I want to, and will, remember. The boy. The voice. The music.
Thank you for the music, Michael. May your rest be ever so much more peaceful than your life ever was. My thoughts are with your children in this awful time in their lives. RIP