Reflecting On Meat Loaf’s Death
Another way my childhood is dying
Friday morning felt different. I woke up with barely enough time to get dressed and brushed my teeth before I saw a text from my mom. It said two words: Meat Loaf died.
Meat Loaf was a childhood icon for me. One of my earliest childhood memories is belting out I Will Do Anything For Love, But I Won’t Do That with my little…