Michael Jackson, BAD. I was seven when it came out. I cannot tell you how I got the money, or where I bought it, but I know it was the first cassette tape I owned.
What do you remember most about that particular tape?
A few months after getting the cassette tape, I burned myself terribly with hot chocolate. It was so bad that I had to go to the hospital a few times a week to get the dead skin peeled. The doctors would Velcro me to a table and peel.
I would only let them do it if I had a tape player and BAD. One day during the session, the tape broke, so I made them stop until my mom got me a new tape.
This sounds horrible.
That peeling was the pits. But Michael made it bearable.
(Carrie Thompson, Minneapolis)