Farrah Fawcett first made me aware of hair….hair I wanted. There is a whole generation of women my age who relentlessly pursued the perfect shag haircut. The guys may remember her swimsuit pinup. I will remember her hair.
I’ll miss Michael Jackson…not the caricature he became, but the one in this picture. The talented singing dancing little boy on Ed Sullivan or the Andy Williams show.
I think we’ll all miss Patrick Swayze. None of us who ever saw “Ghost” or “Dirty Dancing” will ever forget him. He was good looking and brought dancing back. But more than that, I liked that he was a “beefcake” who was married until his death to the girl he met in his mother’s dance class.
I hadn’t seen him in a while, but I’ll still miss Ricardo Montalban. I spent a lot of Saturday nights with him and Tatoo on Fantasy Island.
I was really sad to see the death of Ed McMahon and the last of this of this late night team. I don’t think they can be duplicated or imitated. Deep down, I always got the impression they were just genuinely nice people who liked each other and us too.
I’ll miss this man..the one who told me President Kennedy had been shot….the one who choked up as he announced that he had died….the one who told me an American had landed on the moon. I, like many people, believed him when he ended the news with “ And that’s the way it is”. Now I’m not always so sure.
Countless others have died this year…regular people who have made unsung sacrifices and contributions. But these are faces from my past…comfortable faces…and I’ll miss them all.
