As an eight-year-old kid who knew the Jackson 5's song "ABC" by heart, seeing the group perform live at the Myriad was unbelievable.
It was the early 1970s and the Jackson boys were everywhere. Their songs were topping the charts. They had a Saturday morning cartoon show. Everybody was singing their tunes.
They had it all: they were cute with those big fros, they seemed humble and sweet and they could really sing.
But the star was clearly the littlest one, Michael.
The voice, the charm, the dance moves (this was pre-moonwalk, but he could move even then), he was something else.
I remember the Myriad being packed with people trying to see little Michael and his brothers up close and personal.
They put on a great show. I can't remember all the details, but I remember leaving just as excited as when I came in.
Then in 1984, my dad got us tickets to the Jackson's Reunion Tour.
They were relatively expensive, but of course we had to go.
We caught that show in Dallas.
For fans who had followed the Jacksons from the very beginning, it was thrilling. And of course, Michael was the star attraction.