OK, I just got home from grocery shopping when I husband accounced that he had something really exciting to show me. I raced downstairs hoping to find you know, like a million dollars, but no-it's another Rocky movie! As I watched the preview with him on the computer, I said, "Um, honey, isn't Rocky around 70 years old now?"
"No, no. He's in his late 40s."
"Oh, well, don't you think it's time he quit?"
"What?" he replied as if I had just suggested he give up his Breyer's ice cream or something horrible like that. Well, he's all giddy with excitement, and I even told him that I would go see the movie in December with him. You see, during our first year of marriage, I walked into the living room when Jim was watching one of the many Rocky movies and he was crying. He said, "He just works so hard and he comes from nothing." I can understand. Jim grew up with very little and ended up becoming a two-time Olympic wrestler, but it just surprised me to see him in tears. I cry when Beth dies in Little Women. These are my thoughts on Rocky XXXX-oh, I mean Rocky VI.