I watched you keep Baby out of the corner at least 2 million times during the late 80’s.
You introduced me to seductive power of dance before I was old enough to understand why I felt all warm and fuzzy inside watching you keep your spaghetti arms firm.
You helped me root for the underdog. I couldn’t wait for you to show those Richie Riches who was boss.
Sure. You had some not so great movies.
Sure you had some movies that were better than Dirty Dancing was meant to be.
Sure, you had a wildly successful Broadway career.
You and Lisa were the model of a strong partnership with your marriage.
You were many things Patrick Swayze.
But for this mom you will always be Johnny Castle.
You make me want to carry a watermelon.
Rest in Peace.
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