Weekend Snapshot: Wacko weekend

Almost every morning, I turn on my computer half-asleep. Friday was the same mood. When my home page appeared, I read the news title, and continued clicking to open other sites. Suddenly I paused, fully awake now and asked, "what was that?!" I clicked back, dread creeping in and with head starting to throb defiantly at the headline, I thought, "of course, it's just Michael's namesake."

That's how my weekend kicked off. As far as I can remember, this is my only second time to feel bad about a celebrity passing away. The first was Lady Di in 1997. Like many others, I focused on work to forget that something upsetting was going on. I reeled through business travel topics the entire Sunday.

Stech held another Teacher's Day ceremony for the weekend classes. Several bouquets, all beautiful, arrived in the faculty office. As soon as I was handed this bloom, Elton John's voice boomed in my mind, "Goodbye, England's rose..."

Memory associations could play so much in one weekend. Two 3-hour sessions: I've never welcomed the length. The break time screen somehow eased the gloom. I want to remember Jacko this way.

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