I know it’s not theologically sound to say that my children exist because of Michael Jackson, but let me explain.
I was a Michael Jackson Freak. That’s what people called me, that’s how I behaved,and that’s the name I enjoyed being called. I spent my allowance on every little MJ paraphernalia that I could get my hands on. I was smart enough to save some of the items even though I had NO CLUE that Ebay would be in existence 25 years later! Where’s my digital camera?!