I need to note the passing today of my first big crush, my first major obsession, Farrah Fawcett. During the heyday of Charlie's Angels I was totally taken with her. I had three scrap books of pictures I cut out and taped to its pages. I wrote her a letter, bought her poster and dreamed of meeting her one day, but that wasn't to happen. I recall reading back then that she was into art, sculpting in particular. I also recall there was talk that in her famous poster the letters S-E-X were spelled out in her hair. Why bother spelling it in the curls of her hair when it was so obvious in the curves of her body? At any rate, it's sad that she didn't have a happier life. I couldn't believe that she got a nose job in her later years. One of the most beautiful smiles on one of the most beautiful faces I still have ever seen. Goodbye, Farrah.
