Such different icons and personalities who are now linked together forever by having the misfortune of dying on the same day.
Farrah Fawcett, of the beautiful hair fame, lost all her hair to the invasive procedures of trying to eliminate the cancer from her body. I remember the "Farrah look" very well. I wanted my hair to look just like hers when I was younger and to a degree it did. Farrah fought the good fight to the end. She was a very strong and brave lady but the cancer was unstoppable and it got her in the end. So sad. She wanted to live so bad. She was an icon. She was an "Angel."
Michael Jackson, of the freaky plastic surgery and child molestation accusations and King of Pop fame, was a different story. He was famous from the time he was a mere child, never had a childhood, and never grew up. He seemed to be a child in an adult body. Maybe he slept with children because he thought he was a child himself and saw nothing wrong with sleeping with "friends." Who knows? I certainly don't. He was famous the world over for his music, his dancing, and his freaky ways. He was an icon ... but he wasn't an angel.
Both will be sorely missed. Rest in peace, Farrah and Michael.