Hello Reader, This past weekend, I went to watch the movie Michael. The kids were curious. They wanted to understand the man behind the moonwalk, the music, and the performances that felt larger than life. It took me back. I remembered being in boarding school, still very young, maybe about 7. There was this one girl, and my oh my, was she crazy about the pop star. At the beginning of each new term, we would gather around her bed and listen to her obviously made up, wild stories. She would...