He lived on the margins and ate food from dumpsters – yet he managed to become an iconic actor and a father of 4 heirs

Life hasn’t been easy for Michael J. Fox of late.

The much-loved actor has been locked in a battle with Parkinson’s disease for many decades now, and as one can imagine, that’s not a fight that gets easier with time.

But did you know that Michael’s childhood was quite tough – and he faced significant challenges when trying to break through in Hollywood.

Overall, Michael J. Fox’s life has been a great success – even though his Parkinson’s Disease has taken its toll on him.

First of all, Michael’s upbringing was pretty unusual.

Born on June 9, 1961, in Edmonton, Canada, he grew up with a father who worked in the Canadian Armed Forces, and therefore, the family moved around a lot.

Michael’s mom was a payroll clerk, so she had a steady job – but Michael grew upp in a typical blue-collar home. Finally, the family settled in Burnaby, British Columbia, and Michael J. Fox found his passion for acting in junior high.

He joined the Drama division at school, and it was evident he was a talented actor. Per his website, his theater teacher encouraged him to audition for a Canadian Broadcasting Corporation series, Leo & Me, and Fox got the part.

He got several roles on television and, at the same time, worked at the local theater in Vancouver. Michael J. Fox had decided that acting was his call in life at that point. At the age of 17, he packed his bags to pursue an acting career in Los Angeles.

“I knew that if I wanted to be someone, I couldn’t just sit on my parents’ porch and think, ‘Boy, if I was only born in the States and my parents had money and weren’t living paycheck to paycheck, I could do something with my life,’” he said.

Fox dropped out of high school, and his parents always supported his big dreams. His father even drove him all the way to Los Angeles. Speaking on LIVE with Kelly and Mark recently, Fox said he still doesn’t know how he convinced his father to do it.

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“I told him that I wanted to go to Los Angeles, I knew I wanted to go to the United States, I knew I wanted to be an actor. My father, I know, thought I was a hippie. He looked me in the eyes and said, ‘If you want to be a lumberjack, you might as well go to the forest.’ So he got me in the car and drove me to California,” Michael J. Fox recalled.

Making it big in Tinseltown, though, was easier said than done. Michael didn’t have the best starting point; he came from a working-class family and didn’t have much wealth to his name.

“I was living on the margins. I was 18 years old, with no money, no connections, literally dumpster diving for food,” he told Variety in 2023.

Fox fulfilled his dream of becoming an actor, and after only a few years, he got one of his most memorable roles. He was cast as Alex P. Keaton on the comedy series Family Ties, which became one of the biggest comedy series on television.

Not long afterward, he landed other parts, including his legendary role as Marty McFly in Back to the Future.

In 2022, he revealed his mother never supported him taking on the role in Back to the Future. And it seems like she had good reason not to support it either.

When he got the role, he was already working during the day on Family Ties. He revealed when he told his mother about the role in the movie, she advised against it. The actor recalled their exchange, “I was 23 years old, and I called her, she was in Canada, and I said, ‘They want me to do this Steven Spielberg movie, but I have to do it at night and I have to do Family Ties in the daytime.’ And she said, ‘You’ll be too tired.’”

But he went on to admit that his mother might have been right, he said, “I live for this kind of tired. It’ll be okay,” he had said to his mom, “To this day — well, till two weeks ago — my mother thought it was a really bad idea for me to do Back to the Future. She loved the movie, [but she was right], I got tired.”

On the set of Family Ties, he met Tracy Pollan. They were cast as each other’s love interests on the show. Sparks were only on-screen at the time, but a few years later, they’d reunite and fall in love.

Even so, Michael J. Fox already had a crush on Tracy while working on Family Ties.

“I developed a crush on her right away. When she left the show – the day she left the show, we were in the parking lot getting into our respective cars. She was getting into a rented Volkswagen, and I was getting into my Ferrari. And she called me over and said she wanted to play me a song. She played me a James Taylor song called That’s Why I’m Here, which was ostensibly about John Belushi. And one of the lines was, ‘John’s gone, found dead, died high. He’s brown bread, later said to have drowned in his bed. After the laughter, the wave of dread, it hits us like a ton of lead. That’s why we’re here,’” Fox recalled in an interview with NPR.

Michael J. Fox and Tracy Pollan tied the knot in 1988. They welcomed four children: Sam Michael Fox (born in 1989), twins Schuyler Frances and Aquinnah Kathleen (1995), and Esmé Annabelle (2001).

By the way, did you know that Michael Fox didn’t initially have the “J” in his name? Once in Hollywood, he attempted to join the Screen Actors Guild (SAG), the labor union for film and television workers worldwide. However, when applying, he saw that there was another member named “Michael Fox.” Therefore, Fox added a middle initial to his name, choosing “J” as an homage to his favorite actor, Michael J. Pollard.

Michael J. Fox, holding hands with his wife, Tracy Pollan, and his son, Sam, at the Kids for Kids benefit. (Photo by Mitchell Gerber/Corbis/VCG via Getty Images)

Michael J. Fox officially retired from acting in 2020 at 60 years old and having just starred as Louis Canning in CBS’s legal drama “The Good Fight”, a spin-off to “The Good Wife” where his character first appeared.

“I reached the point where I couldn’t rely on my ability to speak on any given day, which meant I couldn’t act comfortably at all anymore. So, last year I gave it up,” he said of his decision to retire, as per Good Morning America.

When Fox was first diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease he reportedly started drinking heavily. Thankfully, he stopped, sought help and was brave enough to disclose his condition in 1998. Since then he has been a strong advocate and inspiration to those battling with the disease.

Since 2000, the Michael J. Fox Foundation has raised more than $750 million to help find a cure for Parkinson’s.

Michael J. Fox attends red carpet for the Tribeca Talks – Storytellers – 2019 Tribeca Film Festival at BMCC Tribeca PAC on April 30, 2019 in New York City.

Michael J. Fox’s life is a testament to the power of perseverance and resilience.

Despite hailing from a humble working-class background and facing numerous obstacles along the way, Fox rose to become an iconic figure in the entertainment industry. His story reminds us that with determination, hard work, and unwavering passion for our dreams, we can overcome any challenge.

So let’s celebrate Michael J. Fox not only for his remarkable talents but also for his inspiring journey that continues to inspire countless individuals worldwide.

I Overheard My Neighbor’s Daughter and My Husband Discussing Their Affair – Instead of Making a Scene, I Invited Her to Our House the Next Day

When Lexie overhears her husband and the neighbor’s daughter discussing their affair, she doesn’t cry or confront them. Instead, she plans. With a clever invitation and a jaw-dropping twist, she flips the script on their betrayal, serving up karma with a side of sass. Revenge has never been this satisfying.

My husband, Mark, and I had been married for ten years. Two kids, a mortgage, and what I thought was a solid life bound us together. Sure, Mark wasn’t much help around the house.

He didn’t cook, clean, or manage the endless chaos of raising kids.

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A smiling woman | Source: Midjourney

That was all me.

Exhausting?

Absolutely.

But I told myself it was fine because “we’re a team, Lexie.”

Except, apparently, Mark had decided to join a different team altogether.

It started with a bag of groceries.

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Bags of groceries | Source: Midjourney

I had just pulled into the driveway after a grueling trip to the store. My car was packed with heavy bags and I was mentally preparing for the solo effort of hauling everything inside.

Mark, as usual, wouldn’t lift a finger.

That’s when I heard voices coming from the porch.

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A woman holding a bag of groceries | Source: Midjourney

It was Mark, chatting with Emma, our neighbor’s 25-year-old daughter who’d recently moved back to town. Her parents were so proud when she got into her internship after she studied interior design.

Now, she and Mark stood there laughing like old friends.

I almost called out to say hello, but something made me stop.

I ducked behind my car, hidden by the shadows and groceries, and listened.

A couple on a porch | Source: Midjourney

A couple on a porch | Source: Midjourney

“I can’t believe she hasn’t figured it out yet,” Emma said, her laughter ringing through the cool afternoon air.

Mark chuckled in response.

“She’s so busy with the kids and the house, Em. Lexie barely notices anything else. She’s gotten so gray, too. But she just brushes her hair the other way to cover it up. Honestly, she’s let herself go so much. She doesn’t even look like a woman to me anymore. She’s nothing compared to you, my princess.”

Emma giggled.

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A man holding his head | Source: Midjourney

“Well, lucky for you, mister, I’m here now. You can parade me all your want. And trust me, there’s no gray hair in sight.”

Then they kissed.

Kissed?!

I clutched a bag so tightly that I could feel the plastic starting to tear. My vision blurred with tears, the humiliation and rage coursing through me. They continued their conversation, the shameless flirting, all oblivious to my presence.

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A shocked woman | Source: Midjourney

But other than those few tears, I didn’t cry properly. I didn’t scream or shout. I didn’t confront them.

Instead, I quietly carried the groceries inside, using the back door, and started my planning.

The next morning, I woke up with a calmness that surprised even me. I made Mark breakfast, his eggs fluffy and the bacon extra crispy. I made his coffee with a dash of cinnamon, just the way he liked it. I kissed him goodbye and waved cheerfully as he left for work.

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A plate of food | Source: Midjourney

Once he was gone, I walked next door and knocked on Emma’s door.

She opened it, visibly surprised.

“Oh! Hi, Mrs…Um, hi, Lexie,” she stammered, her smile overly bright.

“Hi, Emma,” I said warmly. “I was wondering if you could come over tomorrow evening. I could really use your advice on something.”

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A woman standing at a front door | Source: Midjourney

She blinked, her smile faltering.

“Advice? On what?”

“Well,” I hesitated, letting my voice sound unsure. “I’ve been thinking about redecorating the living room. Your parents mentioned you studied design, and I thought you could help pick out colors or furniture ideas. It’ll just take a little while.”

A bohemian themed living room | Source: Midjourney

A bohemian themed living room | Source: Midjourney

For a moment, doubt flickered in her eyes. Then she tilted her head, a sly smile forming.

“Oh, I’d love to help! What time?”

“I think seven will be fine? Dinner time!” I said, my own smile sweet and sincere. “Thanks so much, Emma. You’re a lifesaver.”

Emma showed up the next evening, dressed to impress. She greeted me with her usual cheerful demeanor, practically radiating confidence.

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A smiling woman | Source: Midjourney

I welcomed her warmly and led her inside.

“Oh, before we get to the living room,” I said casually. “I wanted to show you a few things.”

I guided her though the house, pointing out key areas of domestic responsibility.

“Here’s the dishwasher. You’ll need to load it every night because Mark doesn’t bother, of course. The kids’ laundry goes here, but please, be sure to separate the loads, since they’re sensitive to different detergents.”

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A laundry room | Source: Midjourney

She just stared at me.

“Oh, and here’s the schedule for their after-school activities. You’ll need to pick them up on Tuesdays and Thursdays, but Wednesdays are free for errands. I’ve written down the plumber, electrician, and pediatrician’s numbers. Just in case.”

Emma’s smile faltered, her face growing pale.

“And this,” I said, leading her into the kitchen, where the smell of a roast chicken filled the room.

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A cozy kitchen | Source: Midjourney

“This is where you’ll prep all the meals. And let me tell you, other than the breakfasts, and different school and work lunches, there are snacks and desserts and it’s all just a lot. Mark likes his steak medium-rare, by the way. The kids will only eat steak if it’s cooked all the way through. The deader the better.”

She gasped.

“Don’t expect Mark to say thank you, manners are not his thing. The kids are picky eaters, I’m sorry to say, but you’ll figure it out.”

Steak on a plate | Source: Midjourney

Steak on a plate | Source: Midjourney

She stared at me, wide-eyed.

“Uh, Lexie. I’m not sure… I don’t think… I didn’t offer to babysit them.”

Just then, Mark walked in. His face went pale the moment he saw us.

“Lex, what’s going on?” he asked, his voice tight and high-pitched.

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A woman looking confused | Source: Midjourney

“Oh,” I said brightly. “I probably should have included you in this, too. But I’m just showing Emma how to run the house. Since you think I’ve let myself go, I figured that it’s time for me to prioritize myself. And also, maybe it’s time for me to find someone who sees me as his princess. Emma, you’ll be taking over everything I do. Good luck!”

Before either of them could respond, there was a knock on the door.

I opened it to reveal Emma’s parents. The same couple who often babysat my kids if I was in a bind.

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A shocked man | Source: Midjourney

“Oh! It smells delicious! I told Annie that you were going to make your roast chicken, Lexie,” Emma’s father said, joyfully.

“Thanks for coming, Anne and Howard. And thank you for raising such a helpful daughter,” I said. “She and Mark have grown so close that I thought it was time to make her part of the family.”

“Wait, what?” Anne asked, her eyebrows furrowed.

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A smiling man | Source: Midjourney

“I’m leaving and Emma’s going to take care of everything now! You must be so proud of your little girl.”

Emma’s mom looked confused. Her dad, on the other hand, livid.

“Emma,” her mom said. “Tell me that this isn’t true. Tell me that this isn’t what I think it is.”

“It’s not what it looks like!” Emma stammered.

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A close up of a woman | Source: Midjourney

Mark, ever the coward, tried to shift the blame.

“Lexie, this isn’t fair! Emma came to me! She came onto me!”

“Oh, did she?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “So, you’re saying that you’re not responsible for sneaking around with a 25-year-old while insulting your wife?”

He opened his mouth to argue, but Howard cut him off.

“Mark, this is on you. Emma, this is equally on you. Let’s leave. Now.”

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A man holding his head | Source: Midjourney

Emma shot me a venomous glare before storming out. Her parents followed, muttering a thousand apologies as they went.

Mark turned to me, desperation etched across his face.

“Lexie, please, babe,” he said. “Let’s talk about this. We’ve been together for so long… you owe me a conversation, at least.”

“Oh, sweetie,” I said. “We’ll talk, don’t you worry. My lawyer will call you tomorrow. But for now, I think you should pack your bags and leave.”

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An upset man | Source: Midjourney

“Where will I go?” he asked pathetically. “My family lives in a different state.”

“I don’t really care, Mark,” I said, taking the chicken out of the oven. “Go to a motel. Go to a friend. Join the circus.”

“And the kids? Where are the kids?”

“They’re with my sister. And they’ll stay there until you sort your nonsense out. You can tell them the truth after the lawyers work out a settlement. I’m not going down without a fight, Mark.”

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A roast chicken on a tray | Source: Midjourney

A week later, I heard through the grapevine that Emma had dumped Mark.

“It was fun while it lasted, but I didn’t sign up to play mom. To him or his kids.”

Two weeks later, Mark came back.

“What do you want?” I asked, seeing the bunch of flowers in his hand.

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A man holding a bouquet of flowers | Source: Midjourney

“I’ve been so miserable without you,” he said, practically begging. “Please, let me come back. Please, Lexie. We can fix this. I miss my kids. I miss our family.”

“I don’t care, Mark!” I blurted out. “I truly don’t care. Now, if you don’t have anything productive to do here, then leave. The kids are at a playdate, and I’m only fetching them in a few hours.”

Then, I closed the door, leaving him speechless.

An upset woman | Source: Midjourney

An upset woman | Source: Midjourney

It’s been months since that night, and I’ve never been happier. I’ve rediscovered pieces of myself I thought were long gone. I’ve started taking up salsa dancing, and with that, my confidence, joy and freedom came flooding in.

Amid the chaos, my kids and I have found a new rhythm, one filled with laughter and love.

As for Mark? He’s still single. And from what I hear, Emma’s parents aren’t thrilled with her either. But Anne does bake cakes and pies and sends them over often. And Howard likes to rake up the leaves in our front yard.

Karma’s a funny thing, isn’t it?

A happy woman | Source: Midjourney

A happy woman | Source: Midjourney

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