…my first memories of music are the ones with me dancing in my bedroom to my Michael Jackson record. I STILL remember being at my Grannie’s house when I saw MJ do the moonwalk for the first time. For Christmas that year I got a Michael Jackson Barbie doll. My Mom always told me I should keep him in the box because I’d loose stuff if I played with him and SOMEDAY it would be worth something. I couldn’t help it though, I LOVED that thing. He gave the best Barbie concerts (he put Jem and the Holograms to shame). It wasn’t long until I lost his shoe and silver glove. Mom was right, again. When I heard the news that MJ had passed away, it made me sad. Sad because I have so many childhood memories that include Michael and his music. Luckily though, his music will live on. It’s so neat that we always have these special treasures that remind of us of days past. It made me really appreciate MY job. I provide memories for people, too. I feel so lucky that all the fabulous people I work with will someday, look back on the portraits I create and remember those innocent eyes, those chubby toes, or the way she smiled at 6 months old….
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Isn’t she sweet? Hard to believe it has already been 6 months. She stole my heart the first time I met her and she still has it….

Thank you Michael for the wonderful Memories— and thank YOU ‘P’ family for letting me be a part of yours.