R.I.P. Patrick Swayze
I really thought if anyone could wrestle pancreatic cancer into the ground, rip out its throat, and kick it in the ear, it was him. You usually get weeks or months to live after a diagnosis, but he fought for a year and a half.
I loved so many things that he was in. Still haven’t seen To Wong Foo or Donnie Darko, but still intend to. However, I watched every one of the like, 144 hours of North and South (up until they copped out and gave Orry Main the cheapest, sorriest death scene ever), saw The Outsiders in the theater 14 times (yes, 14), and saw Dirty Dancing – which I was dragged into unwillingly the first time – oh, I don’t even know.
And Roadhouse, and Ghost … and so many other things.
R.I.P. Patrick Swayze.
From Dirty Dancing:
Patrick Swayze – She’s Like the Wind
Otis Redding – These Arms Of Mine
Bruce Chanel -Hey Baby
Otis Redding – Love Man
Solomon Burke – Cry to Me
Michael Lloyd – Johnny’s Mambo
MST3K – A Patrick Swayze Christmas
I’d put up Unchained Melody, but I don’t have it, and I’d put up Van Morrison’s (in the group “Them”) Gloria for the Outsiders, but his people would just make me pull it in an hour. I used to have Stevie Wonder singing “Stay Gold,” but I don’t seem to anymore.
Feel free to add links to your favorites in the comments.