A truly sad truth - Patrick Swayze is dead.
I don’t claim to be a massive fan of Patrick’s other work, and I’m certainly not a friend or member of his family, to whom I certainly send condolences.
However, it is a sad truth for me – and many others I’m sure – because it means Johnny is dead.
I can remember the first time I saw Dirty Dancing – I must have been about 10 as we were still living in Cambridge. I had it on video - no idea how I came to have the video. Maybe it was rented? I don’t even know how I’d heard of the film all those years ago. I do know that I watched and rewound it so many times in the course of a few days that I broke the tape.
It was like magic. I couldn’t get enough. I wanted to dance! I wanted to learn that!
Of course I didn’t, not for many years. I do dance now. My Dad introduced me to Ceroc about 10 years ago, and I even ‘taught’ beginners review for a few years. Still, I have to confess that I have always wanted to learn ‘that dance’ when I’m jiving. Maybe one day? But for now, I think I’ll allow my self to dig out the DVD and remember Patrick in his prime.
And there it is. The sad truth. Johnny is dead.
He’ll be teaching those angels a move or two, I’m sure.
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