Condolences to the Jackson family but hey I have a good "brush with fame" story. It was the afternoon of New Year's Eve in the early 80's (Michael's short pants, white glove, Thriller era) and I was at the Sherman Oaks Galleria Mall with my mom looking for something to wear to the New Year's Eve church dance that night. I looked over and there he was. Michael Jackson walking through the mall. My mom didn't believe me. But it was him.
If the Jacksons had gone to public school they would have gone to our high school (Birmingham) and they lived in our ward boundaries. I used to drive by their house on my way to work (their trash day was Thursday----just kidding, I don't really remember that).
Weird or not, it's sad when someone young dies.