Farewell, Michael Jackson. Thanks for the music.

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Last week’s walk down the Crazy memory lane made me think of another song straight from my parent’s 45 collection. Little Blue Man – I drove my sister absolutely nuts playing this song. At the grand old age of 11, she thought this song just so … juvenile.
Of course it is. But [...]

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When I was about 9, my sister and I were moved down into a new “kid’s room” my dad built in the basement. There was a new baby on the way that needed our bedroom, so we did what the most skilled of midwesterners know how to do, and built a bedroom in the [...]

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