Earlier today, while the rest of the world focused on MJ’s funeral plans, (some are saying up to a million mourners could pour into Los Angeles, making it bigger than Elvis and Princess Diana…I sure am glad I’m leaving for Italy Thursday!!) Farrah Fawcett was remembered in a private funeral mass downtown. I was in the 6th grade and had just turned 11 years old on September 22, 1976 when Charlie’s Angels premiered on television. I was instantly smitten with all of the “Angels” and Farrah Fawcett held a special fascination for my prepubescent self. Perhaps it was the diva in her that attracted me, but nevertheless in that Bicentennial year, it was all “Angels” all the time for me and much of America. I collected photos and clippings from every magazine I could find, and kept them in a special box that I made that looked like this:
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Hubba Hubba Baby Doll!
