As a young man I used to get fired up listening to Michael Jackson before the big junior high skate party.
His music played an important role in my awkward yet strangely exciting junior high school years.
I remember the rush of adrenaline pulsing through my veins when the lights dimmed at the roller rink. The voice over the microphone rang out, “Guys, grab a girl ’cause it’s time for couples skate!” I was a bit nervous about asking the reigning school starlet to skate dance, but when the deejay cranked up “Billie Jean” it was at that very moment I realized my entire life (13 1/2 years) was simply a dress rehearsal for what was next.