Thank You, Ozzy.
The year was 1987. I was 10 years old. Every Sunday my brothers and I sat around the family stereo in the living room and listened to Casey Kasem's Top 40. All the latest pop songs that were safe listening and made for good wholesome family fun. Janet Jackson, Prince, Sting and the Police, Whitney. Good times and good dance moves. All Granny approved. Then one day that all changed.My two older brothers, who were in middle school at the time, came home with two cassette tapes: Motley Crue's "Shout At The Devil" and Ozzy Osbourne's "The Ultimate Sin". My......