Very sad news in Santa Monica, as Farrah Fawcett lost her multi-year battle with cancer after a very brave fight. She just wouldn't give up.
Can you think of the seventies without her? Was there an adolescent boy anywhere in America, gay or straight, that wasn't familiar with that iconic poster?
As a tribute, here's a recollection of how we got to know her:
Her brilliant smile never faded. Rest well, Angel.
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1 comment:
I lived a block from Charlie's office (the little temple on Sunset Plaza) for years and just now realized why it looked so familiar.
Thanks for the flashback.
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