Risin' up, straight to the top . . .
In the summer of 1982, I started college, met a nice guy, accidentally admitted I went to a movie to my conservatively-religious mom (whose heart proceeded to break) and joined the Rocky movie craze. I had never seen a Rocky movie, but after seeing Rocky III, I had to see the rest. I was only ONE of the many young people on campus that year singing "Eye of the Tiger," and doing that funny dance/punch down the steps. Thank goodness there was no YouTube then!! It's so funny to think back now that the guy I thought was the "Tiger's Meow," would become the bestest brother-in-law in the whole world. The one who took me to Fast Times at Ridgemont High would help give me a perfectly sweet little adorable niece (named after me) and the cutest, funniest and most brilliant little neph an Appie could ever want! I couldn't have manipulated that situation better if I'd tried! You can call me lucky, but I just feel VICTOR-ious!!