The post is dedicated to my oldest brother, Kenneth Ray Jackson.
The year was 1972, somehow ma got her hands on a phonograph – to give to us. We could not touch the big radio stereo in the den. Me and Kenney got to choose 1 Album each.
Kenney choose Sly and the Family Stone. I Chose Micheal Jackson, and the Jackson 5. I believe the cover was yellow with some kind of rainbow fan.
For the insiders in the know, the lyrics became a prophesy.
Peace, yo.
[just so we are clear; for reasons unknown – Ma convinced pops to buy a set of encyclopedias (being sold door to door). Kenney started at “A” and tried to read to “Z”, but some unknown person kept hiding volumes. He eventually got there. after that he read the dictionary from cover to cover, for sport]