The passing of Farrah Fawcett would have been the big headline had the sudden death of Michael Jackson not occurred within hours.
I didn't follow Fawcett's career, in particular. I was quite young during the Charlie's Angel's era, and when "The Burning Bed" aired, I was at an age where that probably wasn't going to be something I was watching.
When I think of Fawcett, literally every time, this is the image that comes to mind:
I don't know what the current status is, but at one point, this was (by far) the best selling poster, ever.
Even many Central Texans don't know that Fawcett is a Longhorn. She's actually from Corpus Cristi, and attended UT circa 1968. The crazy bit is that, according to Wikipedia, she lived in Jester. Who knew?
She was in a large number of film and television projects, and somehow managed to be married to Lee Majors at one point, which is awesome (and had such an impact, I heard one eulogy incorrectly identify her as Farrah Fawcett-Majors).
Of course Fawcett had most recently been in the public eye with her fight against cancer.
Interestingly, Fawcett's 1970's style had become re-adopted by today's youth, whether they knew the source of the look or not. But a quick Google Image search is kind of interesting.
In this image, Fawcett has just run out her door in time to see the ice cream truck is now too far down the street to catch
So long, Farrah. You'll be missed.