Micky was my absolute favorite in the 80s, when MTV was replaying the show (that chin dimple?! Swoon!), and now he is my fourteen-year-old’s favorite too. She has actually been able to meet him after concerts a few times — she’s very shy, and he has always been wonderfully sweet to her. He gushes over the drawings she makes him, gives her hugs, and always asks her about her life. She adores him.