Where Were You When You Heard Michael Jackson Died?

Today marks one year since the King of Pop died. I remember — as I’m sure almost everyone else does, too — exactly where I was when I heard the news. I’d just walked into a jewelry store in the East Village with my now-husband to pick up our wedding bands. Our wedding was less than a month away and we were excited to cross off another big item from our ever-growing to-do list. As we walked into the shop, the owner, a funky woman covered in tattoos, said, “Michael Jackson’s dead!” Farrah Fawcett had died earlier that day, of course, and we wondered if maybe she was confused or something. But how do you get Farrah and MJ mixed up? Soon enough, the news was confirmed and it wasn’t long before the whole neighborhood was filled with Michael Jackson music blaring from apartments and car windows. So, where were you when you heard the news? And can you believe it’s already been a year?