Late last night CBS showed a picture of a teenage Michael Jackson that nearly brought me to tears. He was sitting in what looked like an auditorium staring at God knows what with this sullen, distant, look on his face. By then he was already a teen sensation, no where near the icon he became in the 80s, but he looked incredibly sad. It was that photo that made me come to terms with his death. By now this has become a cliche,… Read More