This says it all, I think. From a car parked outside

Michael,

I don't know what we will you do without you to taunt in the media, to talk about over the watercooler, or to emulate in our plastic surgery.

Turning on the TV will never be the same. Will the autopsy verify that you are in fact your sister Latoya? Is there any way to prove if you were indeed a virgin? For the next two weeks, I will eat, drink, and breathe your life through the Internet and possibly ET.

You made my life wonderful in so many ways that I can't even begin to explain....

Goodbye and thank you for being a friend.