today I was listening to a music i don't remember- maybe New Order- and my mother said “Isn't it just like seeing Michael dancing?”. Another say, a friend would catch my arm and say “doesn't that guy remembers Mike?” or “this clothe? only michael would fit it well” Facts like this are so usual to me, and it's interesting that people with who knows him so few are also linked to him. Michael is like this- and today I only have to thank GOd for his life, and thank Mike for all he was, and still meaning. And thank the family for raising such a precious boy.
May God bless you, Mike.
Happy Birthday.
May God bless you, Mike.
Happy Birthday.