Jun 25 2009: Village Inn
As you know, Michael Jackson died today. Strange. I’m not sure how I feel about it and anything I say about the life he led will be said by millions of others. But I will share two things. Thriller was the first album that I “owned” as a small child. I remember listening to it on a chunky walkman while riding in the car with my family. And it’s that memory of being small and being with them that makes this day unique for me. And the second story is that both my brother and I thought the lyrics to Billie Jean was actually Village Inn. My mom remembers my brother in particular singing, “Village Inn is not my lover!”

Ever wonder why he loved to wear pants that were too short?
















