The Time of My Life...

(Photo from Lions Gate Entertainment)

I guess we all know by now that Patrick Swayze

passed away yesterday.

It feels like the end of an era to me.

I was 11 years old when "Dirty Dancing" 

was released in 1987.

It seems like yesterday when my aunt

took my cousin Phoebe and I to see it.

I had no idea what I was going to see...

 I remember being head over heels for him after the first scene

that showed him dancing "afterhours"

in the "secret room".

After the movie,

 there was the soundtrack that carried me

through the remainder of my childhood

and up through my karaoke years...
singing "Time of My Life"

with anyone who would join me.

Going back to my "Chickasaw State Park" memories,

we would sit out on the bridge or the playground late at night

and play the soundtrack on our "boombox".

Chickasaw was very much like the movie to us...

it had paths that led down through the woods to the bridge, etc.

I guess we felt like we were living in that movie ~ crazy kids.

It's one of those movies that you never get tired of

watching over and over again!

Now...almost 23 years later,

time has flown by and the end of an era has arrived

with the death of Patrick Swayze.

I know that I'm getting older when

my "teen hearthrob" has passed away.

I was going to watch the movie last night in memory of him,

but my daughter was up until almost 11pm...

so tonight's the night...

I will sit back in my recliner, watch "Dirty Dancing"

and reminisce about

 "The Time of My Life"