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By Joseph Walker
LARGER THAN
The first time I saw Patrick Swayze
he was saving a man from a beating.
It was pretty heroic stuff. See, this one really bad guy was about to lay
into this other defenseless, gentle soul with a whip, and Swayze
came up from behind and grabbed the bad guy’s arm just as he was swinging it
forward. Harsh words were exchanged, but
eventually the whip ended up in Swayze’s hand and the
bad guy cowered off into the darkness.
Then the director yelled: “Cut!”
OK, yeah. It
was on a movie set. Actually, it was on
a
That impression was solidified later that evening,
when the visiting television critics (of which I was one) were invited to a
social function with the production cast and crew. I attended many such functions during my six
years as a television critic, and they were always a little awkward. Not being a drinker, I didn’t really fit in
with those who were partying noisily at the bar. And being one of the newest critics on the
press tour, I didn’t have a lot of friends with whom I could amiably chat. So I spent the first part of the evening
sitting alone at a table toward the back of the bar, sipping soda and nibbling
crackers and cheese, and watching the intriguing interaction of media and
Swayze was a little late to
the event. This was during his
pre-“Dirty Dancing,” pre-“Ghost” days, so he wasn’t exactly what you would call
a major
When he arrived at the social gathering he made his
way around the room, greeting cast-mates and meeting the media members. He was charming and affable, smiling easily
and conversing comfortably. Eventually
he stopped by my table and introduced himself, and we made small talk for a
couple of minutes. Then the show’s
producers hurried him off to spend some time with critics from newspapers much
more important and influential than mine.
What a nice guy, I thought as I returned my attention
to another one of the show’s stars, who was moving quickly into a full state of
inebriation and making a little commotion at the bar. After a while I felt someone pull up a chair
at my table.
“May I join you?”
It was Swayze, who smiled
graciously as he slid into the chair across from me.
‘I noticed that you’re not drinking,” he said. “Do you mind if I ask why?”
I explained that it is a tenet of my faith not to
drink, and he smiled knowingly.
“I thought maybe that was the reason,” he said. “Do you mind talking about it?”
I didn’t. For
the next 15 minutes or so we spoke about religion. His questions were not the questions of a
doubter who wanted to debate; they were the questions of a seeker who was
looking for answers to life’s questions.
Several times during our conversation the producers tried to hustle him
away. Each time he rebuffed them –
politely, but firmly.
“There’s more to life than making movies,” he
said. And when he said it, you knew that
he really believed it.
I bumped into him at least two more times during my
years as a critic. Although our
subsequent conversations were brief, it was clear that he was still
searching. Through the years I have read
stories suggesting that his quest for truth continued well beyond the period of
my brief association with him. Which is why I find myself
smiling as I read the news of his passing. His search is over. He has experienced for himself the ultimate
truth that we all will eventually experience as we come face-to-face with
eternity. At the very least he knows
that he was right about one thing: there really is more to life than making
movies.
Even when you do so heroically. Courageously. Boldly.
Larger than life.
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— © Joseph Walker
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