Your story on Michael Jackson’s accident and hospital stay (PEOPLE, Feb. 13), from his visits to other burn patients to his bebopping in bed, was cheering. He certainly doesn’t need to wear his famous sequined glove to touch other people’s hearts. It’s a good feeling to know that my three kids, along with millions of others, have someone like Michael to look up to.
The public has begun to treat Michael Jackson like a god, but what is even worse is that he seems to have started believing it. When I think about his requesting—and getting—a videotape player, my blood boils. The last time I was in the hospital, I felt lucky to get an aspirin.
The Naffie Family
I am perhaps more sensitive to your story than most readers because Cathy Naffie Giammalva has been my close friend and secretary for three and a half years. The ordeal faced by the Naffies in battling cardiomyopathy has been shattering, and yet this family has demonstrated that in love there is strength to overcome the worst of life’s perils. The area citizenry has been overwhelming in its efforts to raise the $100,000 needed to pay for a heart transplant for Carol, but so far we are less than halfway to our goal. I would like to encourage anyone moved by their story to make a donation to the Carol Naffie Heart Fund, c/o Security National Bank of Manistee, Manistee, Mich. 49660. Thank you for your interest.
I hope that these outstanding gentlemen take the city of Santa Barbara around the courts and slam dunk them where it hurts—in the pocket.
Jena Russell East
L.A.’s Jaded Juniors
The exploitation of these children by PEOPLE and by their parents is appalling and irresponsible. Money is not the issue! I might have laughed at a $1,200 designer outfit that still allowed a 2 year old to look like a child. But the evening dresses these little girls are wearing and the staging of this photograph, replete with chaise lounge and martinis, are nothing short of glorified kiddie porn.
Grand Haven, Mich.
Mary Ann Woodruff
Bravo to Mary Ann Woodruff and her This Bud’s for You shop. Advertisers cannot expect to confiscate chunks of the English language for their exclusive use. If Anheuser-Busch continues to be so contentious, I’ll know that it’s Miller Time.
People like Mary Ann Woodruff burn me up when they cast themselves as the little guy oppressed by the big guy in order to use another company’s hard work. Slogans are copyrighted precisely because they often have a great deal to do with success. It is obvious that she deliberately appropriated Anheuser-Busch’s slogan for her own profit.
Re-electing Edwin Edwards Governor of Louisiana is like asking the fox to guard the henhouse again. Your article should have been titled “fleecing the flock.” Why else would a man wage a $14.5 million campaign to win a governorship that pays $73,400 a year? Methinks something stinketh in the state that I’m in, and it’s not the swamp water in the bayou.
Mary Auenson Owens
Your article about Tony Kornheiser and his wife brought back many painful thoughts about being infertile and trying to adopt. Fortunately, we found a wonderful baby through a licensed agency, but I have often wondered if we would have considered a black-market adoption had we not found an agency that would accept us. My heart goes out to all the women who have shown courage and love by unselfishly giving up their children. If society gave these women the same encouragement and support that it gives to women who want abortions, maybe more women would consider placing their babies with an agency. Adoption is a loving option.
Poinsett County, Ark.
Mr. Kornheiser left out one important fact. Not all of us have a bank account large enough to let us adopt, legally or otherwise. Insurance companies offer only maternity coverage, and few employers will help pay the cost of adoption. Why should adoption cost thousands of dollars? Is this not still buying a human being?
Diana L. Price
Santa Maria, Calif.
My husband and I have been trying to conceive a child for two years now. Month after month my heart aches, and I feel like I am the only one in the world to live this pain. Then I read someone else’s story and realize we are not the first and will not be the last to live this hell. I wish I could find a local support group to help me.
RESOLVE provides infertile couples with referrals to specialists and information about the adoption process and organizes local support groups. The address is P.O. Box 474, Belmont, Mass. 02178.