I remember not recognizing her anywhere beyond the whole Jill and iconic poster phenomenon until I saw "Extremities". Then I thought, "Hmmmm...there might actually be something here."
I was a Kelly kid myself, but I am sad about this nonetheless.

I remember dreaming about her as a kid, before I even knew what the whole point of dreaming about women was, you know, it was just that she was beautiful; Farrah Fawcett might have been the only woman I thought was prettier than my mom, though I would never have told my mom this. I think maybe she had the most gorgeous hair ever. That's what I dreamed about, just piling my face into her soft wavy golden hair, letting it soothe me to sleep like the arm of my mom's white cardigan. Such comforting thoughts. It's sad that she's dying, but I think she does a great job of conveying some of the conflicts of her own celebrity: that she and her loved ones need privacy, but also that she understands as a celebrity that she does represent more, and she is required by her status to make some statement about her own mortality, and she has recently done so with remarkable candor and grace. Her name will always make my heart sigh. Farrah Fawcett, I close my eyes and I'm a boy again.

I feel so surrounded by death these days. At work, dealing with flowers for people who died way too young-then the young woman in Iran-and then Farrah, who was an icon in my youth...losing our coworker and my friend's mom recently as well.

I know that at my age, this probably won't lessen as I see my peers age and the media icons of my generation shuffle off this mortal coil...

I hope we just deal with weddings and babies today as I head off to work in a minute (half day off here.)But I know that's pretty unrealistic.

Farrah, you have been a class act with this. May you be granted dignity even at the last.

RIP

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It is really sad, maybe because it touches on some of our childhoods, like Hugh Janus tells.

We played Charlies Angels in Third Grade. The whole class. For months, at recess. The prettiest most popular girl was Jill (Farrah). I was Sabrina (Kate Jackson). Not too shabby for a whole class, but it gave me a bit of a complex. Then I quit and was replaced and I was jealous of my replacement.

I think I did a credible job, considering I wasn't allowed to watch the show. I came up with the solutions.

RIP. She seemed to be suffering for some time.

To me, Farrah was one of those celebrities who just didn't seem to do 'celebrity'. Also, I had no idea she was that much older than me.

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I've been surprised too by how much I've been moved by Farrah's illness, and now her death. She was a strong, well-loved woman, and I hope her final struggle helped save some lives by removing even just a little bit of the stigma of her type of cancer.