Kings and Angels

Yesterday, America lost two great icons. Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson were widely known to their respective audiences.

Farrah was an angel; one of Charlie's Angels, to be exact. Many a young boy had her famous poster on their bedroom wall. She had a smile bright as the sun and beautiful blonde hair. She made feathered hair a trend that lasted for several years. I know many that harbored a not so secret crush on the beauty.
Farrah had cancer. Her death, while untimely, was expected on some level. I wish she could have gone into remission and stayed healthy. My heart goes out to her family and loved ones. As
Farrah was a devout Catholic, I am quite sure she's become a true angel now, and will watch over her son, guiding him in his quest for sobriety. Her fans won't soon forget her, or her enchanting smile that could light up a room.

Michael was the King of Pop music. Whether you were a fan, or not, there was no denying his trailblazing impact upon the entertainment industry and MTV. Thriller was the video that, for many, made audiences fall in love with Michael. However, as the youngest member of the Jackson 5, Michael had already earned legions of fans before that video ever aired on MTV.
His brilliant voice and smooth dance moves have made him one of the most loved entertainers music has ever known. Michael influenced many artists, and through his amazing catalogue of music, I feel he'll continue to do so.

It is with a sad heart that America says goodbye to two legends, in their own right. May they both be at peace, and their families and friends be comforted in their time of grief, knowing the world grieves with them.