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http://twitpic.com/4719xaMichael Jackson's Nurse in 1984 shares her stories of Michael in the hospital
In photos: Michael Jackson in Brotman Medical Center with his nurse Kathy and other hospital staff. Kathy recalls MJ being too nice to give everyone his autograph and letting them take pictures of him despite his condition.
Kathy was a Intensive Care Nurse at Brothrotmen Medical Center, the Center where Michael Jackson was admitted when he suffered burn injuries to his head during the making the a Pepsi Commercial in 1984. Kathy, being a fan of Michael Jackson, did not expect that Michael Jackson was going to be one of her patients. Jackson was placed in a private room, room number 3307. As Kathy McGrath, 29 at the time, quoted in The February, 1984 issue of People’s Magazine about Michael Jackson when he suffered burn injuries to his head: “He was still pretty shaken up and cold, so we put about five blankets on him.”
“He was at the height of his career. Being his nurse was an awesome and honorable experience as his music touched me all my life”, said McGrath. Kathy also emphasized one important fact; “As awesome and honorable it was that Michael Jackson was my patient, regardless of him being a celebrity, I automatically went into Nurse Mode. It was important that he had a private room to allow me to care for him and his burn injuries appropriately without interruptions. It is a challenge when giving medical care to burn victims as burn victims can also have other complications related to burn injuries. My job was to make sure all my patients received immediate, top and best medical care, including Michael.”
Instead of a typical hospital gown, he had adorned himself in a turquoise scrub outfit. The nurses also fashioned a head bandage that could be camouflaged with a macramé hat. "You're going to start a new wave here in 1984—the net look," nurse told Michael. "He laughed and said he wanted to look French."
Nurse Kathy recalled MJ visiting Keith Perry, a 23-year-old mechanic who had suffered third-degree burns on 95 percent of his body. Perry had just undergone his 14th operation when Michael arrived and was placed in an adjoining room. Another severely burned patient with whom he had been in frequent contact was 41-year-old seamstress Bessie Henderson. "Bessie had gone through many operations and was very depressed, When Michael started calling she turned around and now she is doing a lot better."
Michael cared about Keith and Bessie and many others who were being treated for burns”, said McGrath.
Turning the photos over is where I read in Michael Jackson’s hand writing to Kathy McGrath:
“Thank You, I Love You – Michael Jackson”
There is a message Kathy McGrath wants to give to the Jackson family. That message is: “My heart and prayers goes out to the entire Jackson Family for the loss of Michael. No matter what, they are a family and family comes first.”
Dinner With Michael (Dinner of a Lifetime!)
Back in March, 1992 Michael was filming his ‘In The Closet’ short film. Just before this, a competition was run on MTV around the world with the prize being ‘Dinner With Michael,’ which some of you may remember. The Australian winner of this competition was Paula Katsikas. Here is Paula’s story…
(In photo: Paula's husband holding Michael and Paula the long hair to the right of the photo along with the other winners having the chance of the lifetime to pose with MJ! Coolness!)
It was back in March 1992, yet I remember it like it was yesterday. They were premiering his new clip then, ‘Remember The Time’, here in Australia, like they would have been all over the world and with the premiere and the promotion of his upcoming ‘Dangerous’ tour there was also a competition, where the winner and their partner would be flown to America to have dinner with Michael. The anticipation for this video was huge and I remember watching the video clip in awe, over and over again, amazed at how just when you think you have seen all there is to see from Michael he brings out something even more brilliant then before.
The next night, while still at the dinner table with my family, and while writing out the last of my entries for the competition of a life time, a competition that nothing could stop me from entering, I remember turning to my somewhat skeptical family to say the least and saying; “Just you all wait and see, I am going to win this!” The funny thing is that I did win and I didn’t even know it.
The following Monday I called work not feeling well and to advise that I wouldn’t be in. My supervisor did mumble something about Michael, but as I was not feeling well, I didn’t take much notice and hung up. Within a couple of minutes I had a call back from work from one of the other girls hysterical on the phone shouting, “Paula you won! Paula you won!” It took about two more calls from work and another two from MTV before I actually believed it. I swear that when I hung up from that last call the whole neighborhood must have heard me scream. They had drawn the Australian winner the previous Saturday, but we were at a wedding and didn’t even see it. I mean you don’t really think that you are going to win. Anyway, about a week or two later my husband and I were on our way to America to have dinner with Michael.
We were greeted at the airport by a Starlite Limo and driven to the La Belage hotel in Hollywood where we caught up with our MTV representatives and the other winners. There were thirty winners all together and their partners. They held a party for us to all meet that night and the next morning we were driven by bus to the Marriott Palm Desert hotel in Palm Springs where we had time to get ready before they came and picked us up to take us to the dinner to meet Michael that night.
We were driven to a secret location where they had been filming Michael’s ‘In The Closet’ during the day. The feeling was surreal when they took us to take photos on the actual set, before Michael arrived. I look at the photos even now, then look at the film clip with Michael and Naomi and it is still hard to believe that we are actually standing on the same set.
A big Marquee had been set up for the dinner with a real tropical carnival theme going on. There was lots of entertainment organized for us that night, from animals, like an elephant, a cheetah, a camel, a llama, a chimpanzee, as well as a puma who you felt was going to rise up and change into Michael at any moment, like it does in ‘Black or White,’ to a magician, people on stilts, fire eaters, and Rio dancers. The atmosphere was amazing and Michael had spared no expense. The place had been set up like a restaurant with small round dinner tables. We had been seated right up the front and next to our table was an empty reserved one. Much to our delight we were told that this was Michael’s table.
By this time we were overwhelmed by excitement as at any minute Michael was going to walk through the door and come and sit right next to us. We could barely contain ourselves and the agony of the wait was killing us. I remember us going outside and waiting to see Michael arrive by helicopter, but we were soon told we had to go back inside and sit down before he would come out of the helicopter and walk in. We did go back inside and finally Michael walked in. It was like the Earth just stood still. The media had been cruel, even back then, by claiming Michael was strange and weird, but let me tell you, I saw nothing strange or weird. I saw this beautiful, well dressed man walk through the door that was polite, well spoken, and gracious like he always is, and I will never forget that smile, that mesmerizing smile of his that just took your breath away. He truly looked amazing! The only thing strange I remember is how everything he walked past just seemed to light up and of how you just couldn’t take your eyes of him.
Michael greeted people as he walked past and then came and sat down. I remember going over to him with my husband, giving him a hug and a koala (not real of course), that he placed on his lap and started patting. The picture at that moment was priceless. We thanked him for the dinner and asked him whether he was coming to Australia soon and he replied “yes” and said that he would be touring. He was referring to the upcoming ‘Dangerous’ tour. (The Australian tour was later cancelled and we had to wait till the ‘History’ tour to see Michael again.) I had gone over in my head all the things that I was going to say to him and here I was up close and the words just wouldn’t come out. He literally left me speechless.
I remember Michael getting up and dancing the Conga. He and Naomi were both pulled up by one of the Rio Dancers and everyone else joined in a line behind. Here we were dancing the Conga with Michael…Not something you do everyday. I also remember how they called us and Michael over for our photo shoot together and of how my husband who was positioned directly behind him for the photos, placed both his hands on Michael’s shoulders and kept them there, even after being told to take them off by the photographer and of how Michael just turned his head around and gave this adorable smile. I also remember Michael turning around once the photos had finished and shaking our hands and bowing his head to us as we bowed to him. Here is this huge superstar, the world’s biggest Entertainer ever, that still has this humble nature about him. The only thing that night that I don’t seem to remember, even though it was a dinner, was eating any food. I know that there was plenty of food there, all personally prepared by Michael’s chef, and I remember Michael taking the first mouth full to start the dinner, but I don’t remember eating a single thing. Believe me that with Michael being so close to me, food was the last thing on my mind that night.
Michael was supposed to stay for only half an hour that night but he ended up staying for about two and a half hours. These were the best two and a half hours of my life and they will be remembered and treasured along with Michael for the rest of my life.
We weren’t allowed to take any photos of Michael ourselves, and had been told that if we did, Michael would probably just get up and leave and no one wanted that. I guess this way he could relax a little more and enjoy the night without it feeling like a media attack with cameras constantly in his face. We were however sent a few photos and a short video of Michael with us by MTV. I frequently look at the photos and play the video to remind myself that it did really happen, that it wasn’t just a dream.
Michael may have been taken away from us physically but he is embedded so deep in both mine and my husband’s heart that no one can ever take him away from there without taking our hearts out as well.
Thank you Michael for this beautiful memory - Thank you Michael for all you have given us and for all that you were. You will always be loved and you will never ever be forgotten!
More photos here: http://www.mjworld.net/features/dinner-with-michael/
credits: http://www.mjworld.net/
Because HE WAS ALWAYS HUMBLE!
I wanted to share this story because I wanted to give emphasis on how humble MJ is--- all these years. Being humble is one of the many reason why I love and respect MJ. I find this story very unusual too and so as the picture. So many has been said about MJ but nonetheless, almost all who met him always say the exact same thing about him.
(In photo: Michael Jackson and Caroline Kennedy)
Story by Bettine Cirone (a photographer from NYC)
When I first met Michael Jackson at a New Jersey amusement park this unassuming sweet kid was so humble that I thought he was the boyfriend of the gal who played Alice in The Wiz on Broadway.
When he told me sweetly and without rancour "I am not her boyfriend." I later learned he was playing the role of The Scarecrow for The Wiz Movie and he was part of The Jackson Five.
A few months later, he approached me and asked me to photograph him with Caroline Kennedy and her Mom, Jackie O. I told him it wasn't a good picture and I would ask them to pose with him. He declined shyly and assured me that the photo I took was fine.
Years later Jackie had approached him when she was working for Doubleday for a book she wanted to edit about his life story (MJ's autobiography--- Moonwalk). At this time at the Rainbow Room she may not have been aware of his existence.
source: http://bettinafoto.blogspot.com/
Michael Jackson- The Driver (as told by his Mother Katherine)
In Photos: Michael Jackson driving with his niece
Michael usually drove himself to Kingdom Hall and his field-service
routes. He’d finally gotten his driver’s license in 1981, at the age of twenty-
three. Initially he didn’t want to learn to drive.
“I’ll just get a chauffeur when I want to go out,” he said when I began
nagging him about getting his license.
“But suppose you’re someplace and your chauffeur gets sick?” I reasoned.
Finally, he relented and took some lessons.
After he began driving, Michael decided that he enjoyed being behind the
wheel, after all. The first time he took me for a ride, he ventured up to
Mulholland Drive, a winding road in the Hollywood Hills. It was a hair-
raising experience.
“I’ve got a crook in my neck and my feet hurt,” LaToya, who was also in
the car, complained afterward. “I was putting on the brakes’ with my feet and
‘steering’ the car with my neck trying to keep it on the road. I was so scared!”
It was white-knuckle time for me, too. Michael drove fast. He also had the
same habit that I have: driving right up to the car in front and stopping on a
dime.
After that, Michael started going out by himself.
“You shouldn’t go out alone,” I told him. “Get Bill Bray to go with you.”
But Michael wouldn’t hear of it. “I’m tired of having security with me
every time I go someplace.”
When he began driving, Michael told me that he would never go on
freeways; he thought they were too dangerous. So I was shocked one day
when Michael suddenly drove us onto a freeway ramp.
“Wait a minute, Michael, what are you doing?”
“I can drive the freeways now!” he said, laughing. He had changed his
mind about freeways when he saw just how long it took him to get around Los
Angeles without using them.
Michael’s first car was a Mercedes. Then he bought a black Rolls-Royce,
which he later painted blue.
It was in the Rolls that he was stopped one day -- not for fans outside the
gate, but by a Van Nuys policeman.
“This looks like a stolen car,” the officer said. He didn’t recognise
Michael, who wasn’t wearing a disguise that day.
Michael explained politely that he did, indeed, own the car. But the officer
went ahead and ran a check on the car, and found that Michael had a ticket
outstanding.
The next thing Michael knew, he was sitting in the Van Nuys jail.
Bill Bray bailed him out. I didn’t even know what had happened until he
came home.
“You should have asked the officer what a stolen car looks like,” I said
after he related his adventure. Perhaps the cop had felt that a young black man
didn’t belong behind the wheel of a Rolls.
But Michael was not only put out by the experience, he professed to be
happy.
“I got to see how it felt to be in jail!” he exclaimed.
source: Katherine Jackson's "My Family"
http://twitpic.com/494sby
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^_^ havent seen this b4
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Ohh Michael![]()