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I’ll tell you mine: It was 1984, and I was 5 years old. Michael Jackson was at the height of his stardom. He was on his Victory Tour, and my parents made an unprecedented exception to their “no concerts until you’re old enough” rule by securing tickets for my dad, my thirteen-year-old brother, my twelve-year-old sister, and me to attend one of the September concerts in Philadelphia.
The concert itself was to be held at JFK Stadium—the largest venue Philadelphia had to offer. The family (indeed, the whole city) was walking on eggshells as we waited to find out whether the hard autumn rains would cause the last of the three Philadelphia concert dates to be postponed. They did, and the show we had tickets to was rescheduled for three and a half weeks later, to September 28th.
I remember my mother bundling me up in my yellow snowsuit so I wouldn’t be cold in the stadium. I remember my brother and sister holding me steady as I stood on my seat to gain the necessary height to see the stage. I remember the joy and novelty of sharing a Chunky Bar with my sister (indeed, for Michael Jackson, the “no sugar” rule was also suspended). But, most of all, I remember the infectious energy, and awe, of the devoted crowd.
So…what’s your favorite memory?
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