Sometimes it feels like it all goes back to those moments sitting in front of the TV with my brothers in the early 90s. We had a bowl of popcorn. We had Sega propped up on the VCR. Mom and dad were nearby on the couch. There was an outside world, but right then it was just about the five of us. We peered into Chicago through the TV screen and we saw MJ sky bound. Meanwhile, we were grounded on our family room floor with those who mattered to us most.