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216 pages, Hardcover
First published October 9, 2012
“He didn't believe in the word ‘can't.’ If a little boy from Gary, Indiana, the seventh child in a family of nine children, could teach himself to dance in a pair of ordinary shoes, then anything is possible.”
“The fact that his clothes could move and make sounds was Michael's favorite part of wearing them. He was fascinated by zippers for this reason. Everyone recognizes the sound a zipper makes, but only one person that I know of appreciated it so much he could find entertainment value in it. Michael had an unconscious habit of fiddling with his zipper. Most times he would sit in the back of the car and pull it up and down, making the zip-zip sound, alternating it like a DJ scratching a record. Listening to it for an entire car ride, along with his cracking of the four pieces of Bazooka bubble gum he’d pop in his mouth and chew at one time, could be enough to drive you crazy.
Zip-zip. Chew-chew. For hours at a time. Sometimes our car rides sounded like a family road trip gone bad: “Michael,” I'd snap, “you sound like a cow comin’ in from a barnyard.” He thought this throw back to my Appalachian country roots was hysterical. He'd laugh so I could see the wad of gum stretched between his back teeth, then say something deliberately annoying, like, “Am I bothering you?” and back he’d go to his zip-zip, chew-chew routine. But even as he egged me on, like a little brother to an older sibling, he really wasn't bothering me, because I knew how much he was enjoying himself.”
“To us, Michael was a teacher who changed our professional lives in ways we never expected. The depth and complexities of our creations often surprised us—and that was because Michael was our muse. His philosophy was to always try something new, to make people do a double take. His philosophy became our own. He taught us to expect change and to look for laughter and humor in every day.”